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"No room at the Inn," I said.
"You know they refused Jesus too..."
"And you're not him."
"Louie, it's worse than that. This is Easter week, and apparently it is special in Fredericksburg. The gal inside said we won't find a room for miles. Old timers come back here to commemorate the lighting of the fires, they light bonfires on the hills. It's a tradition that has been followed since the first German settlers here made peace with the Comanche Indians."
"Are we fucked, or what?" Louie said. "We didn't see anyplace on 87, coming in...what's the map say?"
"They do show a chain motel that's new on Route 16. It looks easy enough to find, let's head that way."
- COMMENTS
MacDukeover 17 years agoThis chapter only adds to the train of the story if you tie up Louie's dalliance in San An with his aversion to spontaneous sex. How is the character of Sheryl so indifferent to this possible cheating? And credibility is strained by the contretemps of Lamar with this very sophisticated business woman who is inexplicably blase' about spying and voyeur in a business setting. Video in bathroom and leering by boss and scots is harassment per se. Don't yet see how this video conference adds to story.
