Four Minutes of Audio Recorded at the Lakeview Hotel
I stood alone in the dining room with the loose bubble wrap.
The door to the garage opened and shut with a loud click.
I walked over to the table and picked up the heavy brass keys.
The metal felt cold against my palm.
Saturday afternoon arrived in a rush of pastel colors and expensive champagne.
The private dining room at the restaurant was decorated with soft pink roses.
I wore an expensive silk dress that snagged easily on the rough wooden chairs.
Vanessa stood at the head of the long table holding a crystal glass.
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