Now Olive was holding the pen over the check, but there was a difficulty: she’d forgotten her room number. She had to go to the front desk to retrieve it.
I have a recurring dream in which this happens: I forget my room number. It never occurs to me though to stop by the front desk. Either I am wandering the halls, peering at room numbers and hoping desperately that one will suddenly look familiar. Or I am standing in the elevator, staring at the buttons.
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