Short Story: Exit Music (For A Hotel)
They’d had their chat. And that was that. He lifted the bag up over his shoulder and steadied himself, taking with him a far heavier load.
“You should go now”, she encouraged. “I’m about to take my clothes off”. He stopped. They each took a turn to stare at one another. No words. Nothing for a while. Quite a while, or at least it seemed.
“In another lifet…
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