Every day, she walked up to the door with the question on her mind — is it open or is it locked?
No day was the same. Sometimes, the door was unlocked long before she arrived. On other days, when she tried the knob, the door rattled its displeasure.
Every day when the door pulled open effortlessly, she yelled in celebration, “Yay!” silently in her mind where no one would be bothered.