elevator no. 04 page 1

elevator no. 4 page 1 by ric gustafson

Room 306
Justin Clarke tiredly put the styrofoam container on the worn brown hotel dresser and then reached for the small black comb. He stared into a small glass mirror and slowly combed his long grey hair.
The weekend bible conference was long and it was now Thanksgiving Day. Thankfully, the conference participants were treated to a Thanksgiving dinner with all the trimmings.
He could not eat it all and decided to bring some to his mother who was in Room 120. He walked into the bathroom and turned on the light. He turned a sink handle to warm and sprayed water onto his tired face to wake himself up. He turned off the water, dried his face with a towel and walked toward the dresser. After checking himself in the mirror, he picked up the styrofoam container. He opened the front door, turned off the light and walked out.


Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric