The Hotel (1)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

A short story that turns sour.

Sitting in the reception area of the fancy hotel, Mr and Mrs Lewis awaited for news of a room.  The flooring looked as though a dentist had designed it, as it was ivory –tiled.  The doors were like mirrors, made from silver chrome.  The furniture was elegant and too posh to touch.  The kind of customers who checked-in or out was la-di-da, speaking with their noses in the air and a put on voice.

The manager came over and confirmed the availability of a room, and informed them that it was free for three days.  A porter came over and took them to their room.  As they entered Jane screamed and said, 

‘Why did you have to destroy the house with your experiments, and not get a real job?’

He replied, ‘I’m still discovering who I am, I think we married too soon!’

‘Ha, you can say that again.’

She gave him a dirty look and sat on the white satin covered four poster bed.  She missed her own bed but was intrigued by the style and the interior of this comfortable bed.  It had a gold frame and the sheets made the room look like snow.

She had always had an eye for exquisite design, she had been brought up by wealthy parents and she wanted for nothing.  Until she met Matt, he was at business school then and now he should have been like an ‘Alan Sugar’.  But when they married he let her become the bread-winner while he tried different things.

At the thought of this, her blood began to boil; she clenched her fists tight and grits her teeth.  Steam was coming out of her ears and her face was blood red.  She just wanted to scream some more.  Instead she took a shower and decided to go downstairs for drinks to get away from Matt.The longer she stayed in the same room as him she wanted to punch him, so she rang her sister who lived facing the hotel.  Who came to meet her in the bar to keep her company?  She told her sister everything.  Her sister could not believe her ears and said, ‘What are you going to do?’

She shrugged her shoulders and yawned, yawned because she was tired of him not doing anything productive or for a wage.  She was ready to give up and leave but this was not that easy as there were the kids to think of and the fact she had not fell out of love with him, which would have been simpler.

 

 


Submitted: September 27, 2011

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