Mary shut the wardrobe doors and sat on the edge of the bed.
Wishing that he was, Michael emerged from behind the wardrobe door.
Setting his glass down on the book, he pulled open the wardrobe door.
The mirror had been, a long time before, the inside of a wardrobe door.
He slammed the wardrobe door closed with his free hand.
Mary walks quickly back across the room and leans close to the wardrobe door.
Dean reached past the cat and opened the wardrobe door.
He got out of bed and looked at himself in the long mirror on the wardrobe door.
She never had time to close the wardrobe door completely.
She opened the wardrobe door to put it back and then paused.
