Chapter seven - Jenny

There are a ton of reasons that I continued to hang around the hotel hours after Kenji and his band mates left. There's the fact that this bed is a million times more comfortable than mine, about twice as big too so I can properly starfish in it without reaching any of the edges. Also, the bathtub is pretty much a jacuzzi with delightful massage jets hitting all my exhausted muscles at the touch of a button. Even the fact that it's a late checkout, which I thought would be lunchtime but according to the lady who buzzed up my breakfast and seemed to already know and not mind that I was here, the room doesn't need to be vacated into four this afternoon and I can still use the spa and pool facilities as though I'm actually the guest here.

All of the above are reason enough to indulge in this brief experience of luxury that I doubt I'll ever experience again, but if I'm entirely honest with myself, I'm hiding from the reality of my situation.

Dane could quite possibly be at my house with