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 […]