It had been awhile since we opened that rooms door up the stairs and down the hall
I hadn't wanted to go in there or see what it had become or even if it stayed the same
Because I knew if I did the terrible memories would flow out along with the small speckle of good ones here and there
But when my mother and I opened that room
Light came flowing out of it through the open window across from us and the sun shone through and brought only daylight through the room up the stairs and down the hall
My father had moved out two years ago and that room had barely been open since.