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The Bedroom

           "Onthefirstdaytheradiosaysgoodweather?"

           Foramomenthedidn’tanswer.Hestoodlookingdownathisson,andhismixedfeelingsdissolvedinawaveoflove.Hewasthewayshehadsaid,vulnerable,fragile.Themarksonhisneckwereveryprominent.

           "Yes,"hesaid."I’llgetitrunningandwe’llgetoutasquickaswecan."

           "ThankGod!"

           Heturnedaround.Shehadtakenoffhershirtandlayonthebed,herbellyflat,herbreastsaimedperkilyattheceiling.Shewasplayingwiththemlazily,flickingatthenipples."Hurryup,gentlemen,"shesaidsoftly,"time."

           ***

           After,withnolightburningintheroombutthenightlightthatDannyhadbroughtwithhimfromhisroom,shelayinthecrookofhisarm,feelingdeliciouslyatpeace.ShefoundithardtobelievetheycouldbesharingtheOverlookwithamurderousstowaway.

           "Jack?"

           "Hmmmm?"

           "Whatgotathim?"

           Hedidn’tanswerherdirectly."Hedoeshavesomething.Sometalenttherestofusaremissing.Themostofus,begpardon.AndmaybetheOverlookhassomething,too."

           "Ghosts?"

           "Idon’tknow.NotintheAlgernonBlackwoodsense,that’sforsure.Moreliketheresiduesofthefeelingsofthepeoplewhohavestayedhere.Goodthingsandbadthings.Inthatsense,Isupposethateverybighotelhasgotitsghosts.

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