Chapter 516

• Wrapped in a towel, I pad down the hall to the bedroom I’ve claimed as my own. I pass through the door into the chilly room and make a beeline for the space heater in the corner, wishing I’d turned it on before I got in the bath. As warm air begins to pour from the grate, I stand before it and close my eyes, wiggling my toes in the plush carpet.
• This place is a far cry from my rustic little cabin back home in Montana—although I still like that place more.
• I untuck the edge of the towel as I turn toward my clothes on the bed. But before I can drop the fabric, someone appears in the doorway I forgot to close.