Blue Coyote Motel
“The desert's searing summer heat was still a few days away and the bitter cold of winter had gone. It was a perfect time to be in the desert.Maria went to each of the five rooms in the motel that morning, making sure that everything was perfect for the returning guests who were scheduled to arrive later in the day. She remembered them all. She liked them and was happy that once again she could take part in making them feel good about themselves.After she carefully inspected the rooms, she made sure that the refreshment area was well stocked with food and drinks. She had precooked a number of meals, which just needed reheating in the microwave, so there was plenty of food for the guests. The motel was literally in the middle of nowhere with the nearest town and restaurant miles away, so any food or drink that the guests wanted had to be made available on the premises. She walked down the steps leading to the lab, carefully holding on to the handrail. The lighting had never been very go...od and she was always afraid she would miss a step.MoreLess
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