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170 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 5, 2019
"Just day in day out–the same routine. His hands cracked from the harsh soap, and the only fluent English he spoke were the insults thrown at him when the cooks ahd no one to take their moods out on. He made sure to smile though, always. He made sure not to let them break him. Not all the way." (p. 21)
"He was beautiful. He was lithe, muscular but thin, soft edges to his jaw which Vitya could see under his thick beard. He kept his hair cut closely vropped, and rarely smiled. When he did, though, it was a vision. His cheeks dimpled, his eyes crinkled in the corners, his full lips stretched wide. Vitya had seen it twice in the last seven years he had worked for the hotel, and he cherished that memory. If he lost his vision totally, he was sure that grin was the one thing he'd never forget." (p.22)
He was Grinchy, he wasn't Satan.