Room 406, evening
Jun. 28th, 2008 09:29 pmIt was Saturday night. Which meant Isabel was curled up with popcorn watching a bad Skiffy movie.
"This has to be a new record," she told the TV. "Thirty minutes in and still no sign of a plot."
The door was open.
"This has to be a new record," she told the TV. "Thirty minutes in and still no sign of a plot."
The door was open.