he navigated the scooter through the thick city traffic.
g lot of the Maplewood Complex. She parked the
dle of the heavy suitcase, and dragged it acro
watched the digital numbers tick upward. With every
the eighth floor an
t. The fresh air from the open window had cleared the stale sm
ed pulling her clothes out. Since there was no closet or dresser, she carefully
ked out into the kitchen. She stared
out a loud, ag
of her pocket and checked the
rules with her new roommate. She didn't know if he
te, she opened her contacts and tapped on
, it's Kathern. Are you coming home for din
en text bubble popp
ttress and walked toward the bathroo
ted loudly against the bedsprings. Thinking he had
Below her green bubble was
d. You have been blo
bed her eyes, staring at the red letter
f anger shot straight fro
w it violently onto the soft mattress.
ted pacing rapidly across the empty be
t loud, her voice echoing off the b
business arrangement with basic human decency, and he
the phone. She wasn't going to jus
leanor's number. She hesitated for a split second, feeling bad about dragging an old woma
ree times before
he new place?" Ele
e forced her voice to sou
to text Bronson to ask if he has any food allergies so I could make
ce fell ov
ous gasp echoed th
with rage. "That ungrateful, arrogant boy! I am
t understanding into her voice. "He's probably just
the wrong button," Eleanor sn
ne wen
outh curled up into a sharp, satisfied smirk. L
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