Lily hesitated in the doorway, holding in one hand the small bag of things she had either been given or brought with her, minus the slipper, which had seemed pretty much useless on its own. “Hi,” she said, in rather startled reply. “Um. Yes I guess I am.” She glanced around, hoping she hadn’t wandered into the wrong room. She was exhausted, her eyes felt raw with weeping, and she wouldn’t be at all surprised. “I’m Lily,” she ventured.