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Love, Penelope.”

Her mother started crying. Then she sat down. Then she told Hailey a story she’d never heard—about the night she and Hailey’s father had gotten lost in a storm, and how Penelope had left the shop lights on until 3 a.m. so they could find their way home. hailey rose penelope

“Hailey,” she whispered.

That night, Hailey couldn’t sleep. She walked to Harbor Street and pressed her nose to the candy shop’s dusty window. Inside, the old glass counters still held a few faded jars. On a whim, she tried the side door. It creaked open. Love, Penelope