Our plan was to find a more permanent housing situation, but the motel would do for now. It was clean, with the basics, and that was good enough. The desk clerk was very friendly, so what the hotel lacked in shine, the staff made up for it. We inquired about where to get dinner. The clerk had several recommendations. We settled on Denny’s. Charles wanted breakfast for dinner. I was good with that as well. After we had gone back to the motel, Charles walked Spunky. Then we did what all travelers do after a long day in a car, we fell into bed exhausted. As tired as I felt, I didn’t sleep well the first night. However, it didn’t have anything to do with our accommodations. Too many things were running through my head. And, although it had been years since I stepped foot in that state, I swear it felt familiar. I finally drifted off to sleep, and only woke when I smelled the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and donuts.
