BLAZE WILLIAMS
Lunch was served barely an hour after we were shown our room.
A large buffet on a room service cart was wheeled into my room after I answered the door.
The room service lady was neat in her white sailor pants and shirt. She smiled brightly, holding the trolley.
“Can I take this in?” She asked me, standing outside my door.
I looked around. The hallways were still a little busy but she was here alone.
“Complementary?” I asked.
“No but its being paid for already by a…” She lifted her ipad.
“Joseph Williams,” We both chrused the name together.
She found it funny and chuckled a little.
After which she asked, “can I come in now?”
“Of course.” I stepped to the side.
I told her to take it to the living room.
“You can leave it there, thank you…” I trailed off, looking
