Raven couldn't remember when was the last time that she was so happy. Some might think that something as small as opening locks gave her so much joy.
But the locks were not something so small. Beyond it was something of her father's. It maybe a small step towards him.
Raven safely placed all the hair pins in her space pouch and left one in her hand. The licks were all opened but Raven couldn't just race inside like that.
What if someone came to check? Seeing all the locks on the ground, they would know someone had broken in. The licks were manual, and Raven opened the handle, then placed it at an angle that when someone looked from far, it would appear as if the door was locked. Then Raven took the locks and fixed them on it.
This truck was only temporary. If someone pulled at the
