That Carolina Summer (North Carolina) (1981) - Plot & Excerpts
Hot, tired and impatient, she jiggled it angrily and tugged at the doorknob. Strands of sun-blond hair had escaped the confining elastic bands securing her pigtails. Perspiration plastered them against her neck and made the tank top to her jogging suit stick to her back. When the lock resisted another attempt, Annette hit the hotel-room door with the flat of her hand in a fit of pique. She would have kicked it if her right foot didn't hurt so much from the blister on its heel. Her irritable mood was caused by more than just heat and fatigue. Frustration contributed a healthy amount to it. As she yanked the key out of the keyhole to start all over again, the door swung open. For a stunned instant Annette thought it had opened of its own accord, until she saw her bathrobed sister modestly using the bulwark of the door as a shield. “If you forgot your key, why didn't you just knock instead of rattling the doorknob like that?” Marsha complained with a trace of lingering anxiety. “I thought someone was trying to break in." “I didn't forget my key!”
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