Chapter 4 — Grace’s Encouragement

Grace

Lily sits cross-legged on her worn floral quilt, her leather satchel leaning against the leg of her bed like a silent guardian. The late afternoon light filters through the sheer curtains of her dorm room, casting soft, golden streaks across the walls. Her notebook lies open in her lap, but the page is stubbornly blank. A pen is clutched tightly in her hand, though it hasn’t moved in twenty minutes.