Private Collection Chapter 7

"Are you really allergic to garlic?"

Sara squinted the first several feet into the off-exhibit area until finally her eyes adjusted. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead and seemed even brighter in contrast to the warm glow of the gift shop and the main museum floor.

Sara, Mom, Darren, and Doctor Hudgins stepped into a wide corridor. Everything—floor, ceiling, and walls—was painted an alm…