7th Floor of the Arms Hotel, Wednesday evening
Mary had been reading over a report from housekeeping while she was in the elevator. She didn't even look up when the doors opened. She took this route back to her room every day. Today, though, she really should have paid more attention because the heel of her stiletto got caught in the gap between the elevator and the floor.
"Ack!" shrieked Mary as she fell forward. She was glad no one was around to see how clumsy she was. She was probably even more grateful no one was around when she turned into a clumsy blue-footed booby.
[Yes, you probably know the drill by now. Establishy but open to other hotel residents that might be around.]
"Ack!" shrieked Mary as she fell forward. She was glad no one was around to see how clumsy she was. She was probably even more grateful no one was around when she turned into a clumsy blue-footed booby.
[Yes, you probably know the drill by now. Establishy but open to other hotel residents that might be around.]