"I don't have much time."

With her words, he lowers her to the ground but tries to prolong their touch but she backs away, her face saddened.  He reaches out to her to draw her close once more but she shakes her head no slowly and continues to move away.  She turns to walk back to where she started and when she reaches the stage, she turns to him ( Read more... )

“Doesn’t everything end badly?” Her words haunt him as he thinks to the night before.  When the dancers left the stage, he realized he had been sitting on the edge of his seat.  He had settled back into the leather chair and sipped the scotch, wondering what to do next.  A trumpet heavy jazz number had begun to play and another blonde began to ( Read more... )

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Daniel admits to himself that he is nervous as he climbs the steps to the building entrance. He fingers his tie and coughs a little, trying to calm down. The doorman stands in front of a large dark mahogany door and says peacefully, “Good evening, sir. I’m afraid I don’t recognize you. May I help you?” His eyes travel over Daniel quickly, ( Read more... )

After waiting around several minutes for her to reappear and watching the space where her figure once stood, the man gives up and leaves the bar, returning to his room. He places a Do Not Disturb tag on the door handle and makes sure the inside lock is turned. He takes a quick shower to cleanse the feeling of uneasiness about him and then goes to ( Read more... )

“The snow is snowing ( Read more... )

“Do you wish to see her picture?” the old man queries.

“Yes, I would like that very much.”

“One moment.” The old man shuffles from behind the desk and walks to a door close by. He knocks once and opens it, sticking his head into the room. He hears him tell someone named Pierre that he will be back momentarily and to please watch the desk. Someone ( Read more... )

He curses himself for his foolishness. What kind of man goes chasing after ghosts? For all he knows what he saw earlier was just some kind of stunt the hotel does to lure guests in. And he’s just another sucker that fell for it. He can hardly believe he had the cabdriver turn around and take him back to the hotel. He tosses on the bed trying ( Read more... )

The doorman hails him a cab outside and he tells the driver to take him to the airport. He runs his hand over his face and stares out the window, seeing the city through the rain-speckled windows. His mind drifts, trying to figure out what happened back at the bar ( Read more... )