Evening At The CastleChapter 18 An Evening With The ODonnells
Nearing the city, the traffic grew heavier and as soon we pulled off the motorway we found ourselves mired in a snarl of late afternoon urban traffic. Finally arriving at the hotel, we grabbed our bags from the boot and proceeded to the lobby to check our mail. There was nothing in our boxes but as I was just about to turn away, the desk clerk said, "Oh, I nearly forgot Ms. Goodman. Mr. Smythe called a while ago and reserved a suite for Mr. and Mrs. Andrews. He instructed that I give you the...