I’ve got a staff, sure, but it’s mostly me. I keep track of all those rooms. I know who’s in each one at all times. I know, with ninety-nine percent accuracy, which guests are going to leave their rooms a mess and which are not. It’s my one talent. I’ve refused rooms to people who I know will be trouble. They get upset, sometimes, but I hold my ground. I’m not letting you into my brain, I tell them. They look at me like I’m crazy. But we all have rooms in our heads. We have to protect them.
I’m a novelist, poet, and short story writer living in the Desert Southwest.
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