Guest Room

Robert led me up the oak stairs into an expansive hallway. We passed an open door leading into a book lined study, another open door revealed a small room littered with exercise paraphernalia. At the end of the hall Robert opened a door to reveal a palatial bedroom. At first I though it was the master bedroom, but by Roberts’s body language I could tell it was my room. A large oak four poster sat prominently in the middle of the room. It was adorned with a white down comforter and enough matching pillows to cushion a fall from the highest peaks of the Rockies. The walls were a deep indigo blue in strong contrast witht eh white bedding and the oak. There were two doors leading off the large room, presumably into a closet and into a bathroom.

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