Steve, the CEO of the company, and his secretary Amanda were driving to Kingman, for a business meeting at the court house. All of a sudden a storm hit and it began raining so hard he could barely see the road. As he crept along, he could tell that the torrents of water were beginning to wash the road out in front of them. Before he could react, the wind blew a tree across their path. He stopped and looked around. Through the motion of the wipers, he saw a neon sign that was barely visible through the rain splattered window.
"Amanda, we'd better seek some shelter and wait this storm out. I think that might be a hotel over there, I'm not sure. See if you can make out the sign."
After straining her eyes she replied, "You're right. It looks like it reads, The Dew Drop Inn."
"Hell, let's try it. The road's washed out and that tree isn't going to move itself until morning, if then. You'd better call your house and let them know you won't be home. I'll call Bob and see if we can meet sometime tomorrow morning."
"It's just the cat at home. I divorced my husband last year."
"You didn't tell me that."
"It's not everybody in the office's business. It was ugly, no need to go into details."
"Sorry."
"Don't Be."
"Let's get up this drive and see if we can get a room."
"I'm Game!"
He looked over at her and smiled, trying to lessen the impact of his interested gaze over the words "I'm Game," but she noticed.
He drove up the small narrow graveled road. As they neared the office, Steve saw a sign in the window, "Vacancy," but the place looked dark and deserted.
The rain was still coming down pretty hard and Steve turned to her and suggested, "It's raining too hard to get out of the car right now, so I'm going to call Bob and see if we can reschedule that meeting until tomorrow."
After a brief conversation with Bob, Steve turned his attention back to Amanda and told her that the meeting was rescheduled for ten a.m. the next day. It looked as if the rain was letting up so he instructed her to wait in the car while he went to see if he could get them a room.
Steve hurried over to the building and rang its lit bell.
"Mother, I'll get it"... a loud girl's called out from the vaulted corridor behind the door.
A small window opened and a woman who looked not much older then a high school teenager spoke. "Hi."
"Hello. "We need a room. My secretary and I were on our way to Kingman for a business meeting. It looks like this stormy weather has changed our plans, and it doesn't look like it's going to let up too soon."
"Oh my, then you'd better stay here for the night. However, we no longer service our guests since mother passed, so you'll have make do."
"Don't you worry lil-darlin, anything better than waiting that storm out in our car. Now just point me in the direction of our room?"
"Turn right when you walk out the door and it's the third Cottage up the walk. I'll turn on the electricity on from here right after you check in."
"Okay, thanks."
When Steve walked out the door, he looked up the walkway and could see the lights go on in the little cottage. Between the rain drops he hurried to his car and drove up in front of the building.
He turned to Amanda and said he was going to get their things out of the trunk and then unlock the door. That way she wouldn't have to stand in the rain. Steve got out and hurriedly went to get their stuff.
Amanda gathered her briefcase and purse, thanking herself that she always packed an emergency overnight bag. When she saw that Steve was unlocking the door, she then ran toward the door hoping to dodge the raindrops.
Steve was holding the door open for her when she got there. Once inside the room Amanda stomped her feet and shook off the rain.
