Amy Rigby

A short story from the road

Some, most or a little of this is true.

So I was lurking around the lobby of a Marriott hotel outside Kingston New York. Just, y’know, between jobs. It was evening, about ten PM. A weeknight, so not too crazy. A convention of Christian ministers were holding a meeting in town.

I see this older woman sitting at the bar. Looks like she just came from work, some kind of s