“One room, please.” I stood at the front desk, speaking to the clerk at the desk. His name tag said, Mitch. Mitch, a clean-cut man about our age, maybe a few years older, smiled politely and nodded. “Of course. Mother just finished cleaning the rooms. We have two rooms available if you’d like.” He nodded to Kansas and Eisley, standing behind me. I tightened my smile. “Just one room is fine.”
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