Jennifer went out to walk Marci.
It was a cool, nice day, and the leaves on the trees were just beginning to fall off, making a light dusting of red, yellow, and brown on the short, light yellow grass.
Jennifer rode the elevator carrying Marci, just like she had been doing ever since she got her.
When the elevator doors opened, she let Marci down and walked to her door. When she got there, she almost stepped on something. The scarf. Only one thought came to her mind:
Michal.
