One foot in front of the other.
The taxi pulled up alongside a huge gate and Summer hesitated a minute before she made herself step out of the car. As she leaned in the window to pay the fare it was on the tip of her tongue to ask to be returned to the city. Still, she had come this far and it would be pointless to turn back now. This was the first real opportunity she'd been given to do something new with her life. No one could exist forever on disappearing rabbits and card tricks. So she ignored the voice in her head telling her to turn back, paid the cab driver, and watched him drive away.

When she'd spoken to Kristoff the day before, Summer had thanked him profusely for his help and at the time she had been very excited. Now that she was there, something seemed so final about it. Maybe it was the gate and the wall. Or the enormous size of it all. This place was nothing like any she'd ever been before, and she'd been lots of places.

Before she buzzed the intercom to ask to be let in, she paused to look through the gate. It was a nice day out, for as late as it was getting in the year. There were even a few kids playing or lounging on the lawn. Teenagers never changed. No matter where she went, some things always stayed the same. Weekends were sacred, no matter what the weather channel threw at them.

Okay. Enough dithering. It was time to go inside. She squared her shoulders, pressed the button on the intercom, and waited for someone to answer.