Celeste hung up the phone and smiled to herself. One well-placed phone call and now she needed to go talk to that dragon. She smoothed her hair down before straightening her apron and walking down the hallway; she stopped in front of the guest bedroom door.
Bringing her hand up and tapping her knuckles softly against the clean white-painted door, she fixed a smile to her red lips.
“Celeste, what can I do for you?” he asked smiling nervously at his host, was she here to pick on him like her daughters had earlier?
“I was just checking on you dear,” she said patting his arm as she walked into the surprisingly tidy bedroom. She was used to Bradley and the way his suitcase seemed to explode upon arrival.
“I’m okay, thank you.” He said shuffling his feet as he stood by the open doorwa
