“You’re welcome.” I covered my mouth and nose with my sleeve and followed him, going to the right as he went to the left.
It was one very large room, with four twin-size beds against the left wall, each with a nightstand.
“Hmm. Looks like it’s going to be a cold, lonely weekend.”
“Not a chance, Mann. Pick the two you like, and we’ll get the nightstand out of the way and push ‘em together.”
I hid my smile. “Whatever you say, Mark. The two farthest from the door?”
He studied the room. That would put them closest to the fireplace. “Sounds good.”
The disconnected telephone was on one of nightstands, while on another was a clock radio, blinking 12:00. Wally had done a good job getting the power back on. A television might sit on the dresser during hunting season, but nothing was there now
