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    Elliot reads the poem and takes him a couples of minutes to reply. I put down my phone and start


    gathering our used clothes for housekeeping. I start separating our used clothes from those that still


    fresh. I pull out all the luggage and empty them. All of Elliot’s clothes are in one big suitcase and so are


    my fresh clothes. As I put the used clothes into one of those bags, I see a piece of paper folded into


    four and inserted between the piles of used clothes.


    “You will know who I am. I deserve better than this” the notes said. There was a remark of XOXO at the


    end. As a woman, I hunched that the person who wrote the note was female. I may just be sexist but


    I’m just using my instincts. Who could this be? I don’t remember a woman stepping foot in our suite. I


    don’t remember a woman even ….


    There was a woman who came. She was from the front desk but she couldn’t have done this. The


    penmanship is soft, like a woman’s. I rush to the dinning table and grab my phone. I take a photo and


    send it to Elliot. I was until the photo sends. After that, I went back to packing the clothes in theundry


    bag. Once I finish, I call housekeeping toe pick it up. As I wait for them toe and get the


    “Where did you get this?” he asks


    “From theundry. I was sorting out clothes.”


    “Are you okay?” he replies


    “Yeah, I am. Elliot, who would do this?” I ask him


    “I’ll be home in an hour. Do not go out and do not let anyone in. Bring theundry out for housekeeping”


    I do as Elliot says when housekeeping arrives. I made sure that there was minimal contact. Once the


    clothes were picked up. I locked the door and waited for Elliot toe home. I walk back an continue


    packing the clean clothes. As I wait for Elliot, I decided to take a bath, to let the water carry my stress


    away. I switch on the hot water and let it fill the tub. I walk over to the beauty pantry and pick out bath


    salts,vender oil and milk foam. I pour them into the tub. I bnce the heat with a little lukewarm


    water until I feel the temperature is just right. I take off my clothes and walk into the tub. I rest my back


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    and look up to the ceiling. My heart was pounding and dropping all at the same time. My hands were


    cold even with the heat of the water. My head hurt and my thought were scattered. I did not know


    where to find myself in the middle of all of this. Who could that lettere from? Who could that be?


    What does this person need from us?