Beth crawled over to the wardrobe and lay down in front of it. The tops of our heads touched as we peered through a finger-width space. The light shone in our eyes.
Had it always been there? Where did it come from? My brain came back to life, bombarding me with questions as we stared in silence.
Had it always been there? Where did it come from?I sat up and crossed my legs in front of me; the light disappeared. “You never saw it before?” I said to Beth, who still lay on the floor and poked her finger underneath the cabinet.
“No,” she whispered.
“Come back to the mattresses,” I said. For the moment the button was forgotten. I crawled toward the lamp before Beth could respond and turned it off. When I returned to my bed, I lay on my side and faced the cabinet; the yellow light glowed from
