Picking up

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She picked herself up off the floor, and then realized she was just getting out of bed.  Since when did her bed feel so hard.  Looking at the bare walls, so white and clean, she blinked at unfamiliarity.  "Oh right," she thought, and looked around the empty hotel room.  2

From inside the walls, the beauty of the city she was in wasn't apparent.  She walked over to open the curtains and looked out.3

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After calling for room service, she sat on the bed and flipped through the digital pictures saved on her camera.  Good memories she could tape to the walls of her room at home.  Hopefully the dog wouldn't chew on them.5

Thank goodness for flowers that can be sent via the internet.  Her favorites roses sat beside her bed, smelling almost like Phillipe does, and keep her company almost as well as he does.  As she caressed one of the petals, she reminced about how thoughtful he has been while she'd been away, and how lucky she felt.  Even the handsome man on the gonzela hasn't a chance for a second.  Something about Phillipe's smile made her want to burst from happiness,  even after all this time.6