Her closet was a sight to behold. Dresses for every occasion. Hats. Shoes. More jewelry. Furs. I discovered there was an entire other row behind the one in the back. I felt behind the second row, wondering if there would be a third, but my hand brushed a door frame. Curious, I pushed the clothes aside, revealing the narrow door. Narnia, I thought. I reached for the knob, half convinced I was about to meet Aslan and the White Witch
