‘How dare you …’

Today’s writing prompt and my response.

Day four of this week’s challenge. The story starts here.
‘How dare you look down your nose at me like that.’

Although Dirk wanted to ask about Hilary’s fixation with curtains, the unwelcoming sight in front of him took priority.

‘Has it always looked like this?’ he said.

Hilary turned her stare on him. ‘No. Last time I saw it, it was an ivy-covered stone hotel. Posh, the kind that serves organic local produce.’

‘What the site said.’ Dirk opened his ...