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Jericho by ann mcman
Jericho by ann mcman




jericho by ann mcman jericho by ann mcman

Syd looked at Maddie with a confused expression, and Maddie inclined her head toward the door. Just as Maddie emerged from the bathroom, more comfortably attired in her t-shirt and lounge pants, there was a soft knock at the door of their room and a voice in the hallway announced, "Room Service."

jericho by ann mcman

Remind me never to play Scrabble with her. Upon closer inspection, she realized that it was only unreadable because most of it was some kind of Latin shorthand. There was a yellow pad filled with notations, and Syd picked it up and looked over the doctor's tidy, but indecipherable handwriting. Maddie's reading glasses rested on top of her copy of the JAMA and what looked like a couple of patient files. Syd dropped into the nearest chair and kicked her shoes off. Maddie won, and happily breezed past Syd with her sleepwear draped over her arm. Once inside, they shed their bags and coats and played a quick game of rock-paper-scissors to see who got the bathroom first. True to her word, Maddie was back at her side in just a couple of minutes, and the two of them proceeded on up to their room on the fourth floor.

jericho by ann mcman

She could hear the clink of dinnerware and laughter coming from the small café behind her. It was nearly 10:30, but the hotel was still pretty active. See you in a minute." Syd continued across the lobby toward the bank of big silver doors. It should only take a second-would you mind grabbing us an elevator and waiting on me?" "I need to check in at the front desk and see if I have any messages about tomorrow. Maddie paused and touched Syd gently on the elbow. Syd won the battle to pay the fare, and they climbed out and walked into the lobby together. The cab turned into the entrance of their hotel and pulled forward to stop under its covered portico. "Right back at ya." They lapsed into silence again. "I've given up knowing what to expect from you." "You don't really expect me to give you an honest answer to that, do you?" "Have you always been this behaviorally challenged, or do you just crank it up when you're around me?"






Jericho by ann mcman