Bedtime Story: Silver and Scotch – Night 14
Silver and Scotch
Copyright 2015 by Barbara Hinske
Blake handed the registration clerk cash for a week’s stay and took the key to his room. He’d take his first hot shower in more than three weeks and get a good night’s sleep in a room to himself. It might be a budget motel but the accommodations seemed deluxe to him.
Blake was awakened the next morning when the maid rapped on his door, announcing “Housekeeping.” Blake cracked the door and assured the woman that she could skip his room, he wanted to sleep in. She moved along to the next room before he finished speaking.
Blake rose, took another shower, and decided the first thing he needed to do was buy some new clothes. All outward appearances of his incarceration needed to disappear.
Blake found a bus schedule in the lobby of the motel and made his way to the local Wal-Mart for underwear and what he called his “work clothes.” He reluctantly concluded that Wal-Mart fare wouldn’t suffice for his trip to the bank. He’d have to shell out some serious cash for the look he needed.
Blake took the bus back to the motel and hastily deposited his Wal-Mart purchases. He headed to the shops in the fashionable part of the tourist district, and Thomas Johnson, his alter ego, shouldn’t be sporting Wal-Mart bags.