Cora decided it was a good day to do her laundry. Tomorrow she'd get started on deep cleaning the condo - that ought to kill a week or so. Maybe she'd even go through the boxes she had stashed at the back of her closet - the ones she hadn't touched since she'd moved in. After that... Well, she really didn't have any plans for after that.
What was she going to do with more than two weeks off? Suddenly a trip to the beach was starting to sound pretty damn good.
When a first-class airline ticket arrived in the afternoon's mail, temptation ratcheted up another notch. She'd never flown first class before. A brochure with her resort reservations was in the envelope as well, and she practically whimpered at the sight of the luxurious guest cottage. There was a big couch in the sitting room. May
