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I kept on walking until I bumped into something hard. I gave it a push and I saw a light green room with an embroidered rug with colorful designs on it. I saw Butler Bob smoking a pipe in the corner of the room sitting on a green chair.
“Aha!” he said, “Welcome to the resting room youngsters. But this is not meant for you,” he quickly added as he spotted our interest. “It’s meant for adults fifty and up.”
“So, where’s our rooms?” Kevin said suspiciously.
“Oh, over here. Follow me!” Butler Bob said happily as he skipped past us.
“He thinks we’re little kids playing ‘Follow the Leader!’” Kevin muttered under his breath.
“Heard that,” Butler Bob called from over his shoulder. “I have sharper hearing than you think, you know.” A moment later he called out, “Here we are!”
“But I thought Ms. Frist told us our rooms were on the fourth floor,” Jonathan said thoughtfully.
“Mistress Frist gets a bit o’ muddled sometimes,” he said not
bothering to look at them.
“OK, Mary your room is over there by that corner Kevin yours is over there by the…” Butler Bob trailed off.
His voice grew fainter as I went into my room. The walls were white and there was only a bed and a bathroom. Just thankful that I had a bed that was not moving, I plopped on it and fell asleep.
