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Olivia smiled. “I know.”

“I was going to be a geologist,” she said quietly. “Before the trunk.” olivia trunk

“What’s inside?” Olivia would ask. Olivia smiled

Olivia held up the hammer. “Opening a window,” she said. “You can’t keep the air out forever.” the empty apartments

For the first time, Olivia looked at her own life—the craters, the empty apartments, the love affairs she’d fled before they could flee her. She had called it freedom. But freedom, she realized, was just the other side of the same locked door.