“She opened the door behind him, slipped through, and shut herself in, then leaned against the wall of her hallway for a moment, oddly depressed at how easy that had been. It seemed to her that it shouldn't be so… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“She opened [the door] and slipped outside easily, while I clomped like a drunken racehorse after her.” — S.L. Naeole Copy Share Image