Aug 10, 2021
8 min read
A Space of Her Own
She needed a place where she could be anybody or nobody.
When her eyes opened that morning in a hotel somewhere in Nebraska, she looked at the clock. Eighteen hours. It hadn’t even been a full day since she left. As she laid there, she stretched out across the queen bed diagonally, feeling the cool hotel sheets slide across her legs as she squirmed underneath them. She relished the freedom of…
