Roller Coaster 6
Continued from 5/15 post… Just as Wendy was trying to figure out how she was going to open the door when she reached the third floor, the door swung open. A tall young man with curly brown hair, dressed in scrubs, jumped a little when he realized his path was blocked. He held the door open while Wendy wheeled her bike through. He cocked his head for a moment, a touch of amusement playing on his lips. She gave a half smile and shrugged her shoulders. She knew she must look ridiculous. She found a family lounge area and wheeled her bike into a corner. Surely no one else would be dumb enough to take a bike down stairs. It was probably safe. Wendy took a deep breath, and wiped her hands on her shorts. She counted the room numbers, and finally ended up in front of 406. She walked slowly into the room. She looked for her mom, but no one was in the room except someone’s feet covered in white sheets to her left. ...