How could they charge the hotel manager?

How could they charge the hotel manager? That's insane.

I know! All he did was take a holiday in a hotel. Unfortunately it was the same hotel he was working in, so he didn't even need to tell them it was his day off. He just slept

through the the work day, as per usual, except now he napped in a guest room instead of the broom closet. The next morning, the maids knocked on his door to fluff his pillows and

and vacuum the floors, but he was in such a deep slumber that he didn't hear them. He was tucked in under the blankets so tightly that the maids didn't notice that he was there

I watched with indifference as he struggled to breathe. He pounded on the glass. I almost felt pity for the man. Actually, no it was for the maids that would have to clean his corp

se up. You can really get to know a person by seeing their final moments. Sort of makes you realize there is no dignity in death. A lump forms in my throat.

I just put it down to the feels. Maybe it was realizing that dignity was only for the living. Anyway, I never had that lump looked at, not even when I attended the Dermatology Ball

And Dr. Slepyan was there. He distributed flyers about saving their house from demolition.

The flyer, flashy and full of soft words, slipped from the doctor's hands and flew into the wind, taking with it the family's hopes of staying.