the stranger who came to town page 2 by ric Gustafson
Brandon was still eating his supper when he heard the front door open. He got up from his chair and looked over the counter. Seeing nobody, he sat back down. He was hoping for a customer because times had been tough lately financially. With customers barely trickling in, he wasn't sure how long he could keep the motel going.
" Hello" said a deep voice.
Brandon stood up to see a tall young man wearing a bright red shirt, tan shorts and dark sunglasses. " May I help you?".
" Yes, I was driving toward Marquette ". He gave a strange grin. " And because it is late I was wondering if I could get a room for tonight?".
" Sure, we have plenty of rooms" Brandon replied. He took the key for room 12 and gave it to the stranger. " Room 12, four rooms down on the left".
The stranger took out his wallet from a back pocket. " How much is the room?".
" Forty dollars a night". Brandon put a registration card in front of the stranger. " But if you eat at Flora's in the morning I'll give you a ten dollar discount".
" Agreed". The stranger signed the card and gave Brandon $ 30.00. He took the key and began to walk toward the front door.
Brandon glanced at the card. " Welcome Mr Tang to the Smokey Flats Motel".
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Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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