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Our ‘gracious’ guide led us down to the second floor where she opened two of the doors on one side of the hall. They revealed two bedrooms with a single bed and table. The sheets were few and flimsy, and the two chairs that sat around either table looked so old even a termite would refuse the food. Each room had a fireplace, but there was no wood nor way to light the fuel were there anything to light.
“Men there-” the woman ordered as she pointed at the left-hand room. “And women there,” she added, indicating the room on the right.
A cold draft floated out of our room and brushed over my skin. I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself.
“Under the circumstances, I believe we would rather room together,” Sage spoke up.
She shrugged. “Suits me. I don’t want the extra work.”
