Marilyn walked to a small wall closet. She took out a blue sweater and draped it across her shoulders. The over-sized, baggy sweater was similar to one her grandmother wore. She drew the wool tighter around herself.
The intercom chimed. "Mr. Doxcell," Sally announced.
"He said it was--"
"Thank you, Sally."
To learn about Marilyn's grandmother, Part 26
To continue the 3rd person narrative, go to Part 5