Ms.Sheila

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A Weekend Away

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At six in the morning

I picked up Linda, my friend.

Plans had been made

for the weekend we'd spend.

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We drove down to Oregon

eating 'clean' snacks for the road.

But she slipped in some cheese that

wasn't clean I was told.

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We made it to Portland

in very good time.

and before visiting her niece,

I picked up some wine.

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We said our goodbyes....then

found the B&B we'd reserved

It was a Victorian mansion...

regally elegant, we observed.

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We took our bags from the car

then knocked on the door.

There stood Dusty, then

Steve....happy owners...

for sure!

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I had cash in my wallet

so there was nothing to sign.

Linda needed a credit card,

so it's in her name,

not mine.

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Well, Linda soon learned if

room damage was done....

she was responsible, even if

I was the one!

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We toured our new home

then walked to our suite.

After unloading our bags

a bit of wine seemed a treat.

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Now Linda's my friend, and

I wanted to be careful and all.

So to open the bubbly

I walked out in the hall.

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You signed for the room

I said, with a smile on my face.

I'm using the hall, so there

goes their case!

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I opened the bottle

firmly holding the top.

But it flew from my hand

with a very loud POP!

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The cork with a bang

flew straight through the air...

while the wine hit the rug

and splattered the chairs.

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Don't worry I whispered

as her face filled with gloom.

See? I damaged the hallway

without hitting the room!

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We quickly cleaned up

the best we were able.

Then we checked out the kitchen

and took treats from the table.

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Yes, it was a great day

as we knew it would be.

I'll just be more cautious

'til the end of day three!

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