The week and weekend have flown by. No amount of time seemed to resolve my perplexing thoughts. No one would give me an explanation for Griffin's survival. Nobody would even tell me where he was if I asked. When I questioned Evers and Beth after Beth dropped the truth bomb, they just stood and stared at me blankly. Silence only fueled my desire to see the man with my own eyes. Then I hurled some foul language their way before storming back to the Inn.
I'd say it's been a quiet week at work. As I learned their processes, I was settling into my new role and learning what was expected of me. Even if it means spending the weekend alone in my room. I'm sitting by the fireplace in a state of calm I've never known. But it was time to return to reality. If their silence over the last week was any
