The door slammed behind me with great force. I turned around to make sure it had not locked, but the door faded away, into a tall chain link fence, covered by morning glories, newly blossomed. Overhead, the sun came in at a high angle, yet not quite noon. The heat evaporated any dew that might have have clung to the green vines, its spade shaped leaves, its lavender, blue, and white flowers.

The fence obscured a two story house that sat on a slight elevated piece of land at the end...