Copyright 2011 Lynnie Purcell
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When a door shuts there is a sound, a moment, from which a person is able to glean mood as well as circumstance, and even a little history. It is as if the door, in that meeting of hand on metal, in the slam, boom, creak, snap, pop, or slide, absorbs a bit of the person touching it, and echoes out the sadness, anger, heartbreak, and joy of a moment.
Doors are wise, even if sometimes we are not.
When Lizzy King shut the door to her large empty house, she did not know about the stories a door could tell, but if someone had been around to listen to the slow, sad click of her oak front door, they would have instantly known her pain, regret, and overwhelming confliction. As it were, there was no one there to hear the sound.