12 Oct 2011

A Knock at the Door

Knocking once, Blake calmly sings out, “Rooooom ser-vice.” Silence.  Through the door, we can hear the sound of a television.  Blake raises his hand slightly, the one that isn’t balancing a tray, considers knocking again when a voice comes from within, “Just a minute.” The door opens.  “Evening Ms. ——, how are you?” One hand […]