Willone
Ascending the stairs and checking doors on halls, Vera and Frank found their room. Vera set off to make preparations. She closed the blinds and curtains, turned on a simple desk lamp, checked the bathroom, kicked off her heels, and sat on the bed.
"Well, are you just going to stand there all night?" Vera asked. "It's much more comfortable down here." Placing her drink on a night stand, Vera turned to check out the middle aged man before her. He looked damn fine in his suit. Drunk or high or any combination of the two aside, he seemed to be a descent man. Time would tell.













