the stranger who came to town page 1

 the stranger who came to town page 1 by ric gustafson

Brandon Marcotte turned off the bathroom light of room 8. He put his cleaning caddy on the cart outside the door. He closed the door and began to wheel the cart down toward the utility room. He put the cart away and walked toward the entrance of the 16 room motel. As he walked by room 15, his son Josh walked out of the room carrying an empty paint can.

" Room 15 is finished Dad". He put the paint can down.

" That's great".

" Dad". He smiled. " Now that I'm done, Can I go to Ron's house for bible study?".

" Sure". He handed his son the keys to his pickup. " Be careful driving".

" Of course". He got into the pickup and quickly left.

Brandon watched as his teenaged son left in his blue pickup. He walked into the motel lobby and got a paper sack out of the refrigerator. He sat down behind the counter and began to eat. The evening was quiet as usual. Smokey Flats was a very small town. Usually people drive by his motel to get to the big city of Marquette 30 miles away. Without more people staying, he wasn't sure how he could keep the motel going. Brandon prayed to God for help and guidance. After praying, he finished his sandwich and chips. As the night went on, he began to yawn. It was another quiet night in Smokey Flats.

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Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric