I Left My House Empty Three Days Before Christmas

by any of them.

“Checking in?” she asked.

“Yes.”

She clicked at her computer. “Margaret Sullivan. Three nights.”

I nodded.

She glanced up once, then back at the screen. “You want the room key and the wifi password now, or you want five minutes to sit in the lobby and pretend you haven’t got a whole family trying to find you?”

I stared at her.

Then I laughed.continue reading …