I knelt down for a better look... and saw what appeared to be a tiny doorknob.
Was this something from her childhood... a fairy door for a child's imaginative play... or maybe to hide a teenager's diary?
Would it be intruding if I opened it now?
I decided that it would not be intruding... Lilly White had led me to this through a dream... and I reached for the miniature doorknob.
It was a bit stiff, but I managed to turn it... and the door opened, but... all I could see was a black hole.
Unwilling to put my hand into the darkness... I rose and got the emergency flashlight I always had on hand.
I knelt down again... turned on the flashlight... and held my breath as I reached in and retrieved a small box... which opened easily.
I couldn't help but smile as I saw the contents. "Thank you, Lilly," I whispered. "Now, I know that you want me to tell your story."
Carefully, I removed the thin notebooks... eight of them in total... each cover numbered and bearing her name.
I opened the cover of the first one slowly... and my eyes widened as I flipped the pages.
'Oh yes,' I thought. 'I will indeed tell Lilly's story... along with the poetry and sketches she left behind... and she will never be forgotten again.'
