Jennifer stares at the open door, frowning. The mystery perplexed her and she wondered at the wisdom of venturing through an unknown door in someone elses home, especially in these trying times. Behind her, she could hear the music wafting from the ballroom, beckoning her back to the festivities. She bit her lip, trying to make a choice.
Finally she shrugged and turned around, making her way back to the ballroom. Perhaps a handsome man would ask her to dance.