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Flash in the Pan Again


The lights flashed around the sign beckoning him to the hotel’s window. He hit the bell and waited impatiently for the clerk. He could see the clock ticking away the seconds on the wall behind the desk, he wondered if any eternity would pass. The squeak of the door indicated the clerk was finally there to rent him the room.
The word is squeak and the limit was 75 words, this post comes in at 60 words. Click the link to find the official rules. 
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Red said…
Let's hear it for customer service! *grins*

I like it!
Red.
xxx
October 6, 2012 at 12:34 AM
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