Panes

There is still no doorknob on the French Door, but the panes are pretty to look at and we’re all very proud nonetheless. Sometimes the Bald Man just opens it and then closes it and then opens it and then closes it. And he studies the frame carefully, the way we do when we can smell when a chipmunk has been around. But there aren’t any chipmunks, so it must be something only he can see, like a ghost, or a devil.