
Little paper hearts — hundreds of them — plaster the walls, like wet fallen leaves swept up in a sudden gust.
Candles with names like “Evermore,” “Cruel Summer” and “Lover” perfume the air.

Little paper hearts — hundreds of them — plaster the walls, like wet fallen leaves swept up in a sudden gust.
Candles with names like “Evermore,” “Cruel Summer” and “Lover” perfume the air.