Room 512, Sunday, Mid-Morning
Elena hadn't slept well. Too much tossing and turning, too much thinking about things she'd been trying to forget. She'd helped Rose send off Mason; maybe that was why Cissnei and Rod and Rosalind had come back to haunt her.
So what? She was headed off to the Bahamas in a few short hours. She could soak up the sun and try harder not to think about everything that was bothering her.
Yeah. That would totally work.
She'd picked the phone up and was halfway through dialing before she'd realized that she'd made a decision. She wasn't sure why she was calling Reno. But it felt long overdue.
(making a phone call, but the door is totally open afterward if anyone wants to drop in)
So what? She was headed off to the Bahamas in a few short hours. She could soak up the sun and try harder not to think about everything that was bothering her.
Yeah. That would totally work.
She'd picked the phone up and was halfway through dialing before she'd realized that she'd made a decision. She wasn't sure why she was calling Reno. But it felt long overdue.
(making a phone call, but the door is totally open afterward if anyone wants to drop in)