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After
a
moment
’
s
hesitation
she
rounded
the
corner
and
began
down
the
main
corridor
.
Each
step
toward
the
shadowy
stairwell
increased
her
dread
and
made
her
aware
that
she
was
leaving
her
sleeping
son
behind
,
alone
and
unprotected
.
The
sound
of
her
slippers
against
the
carpet
seemed
louder
and
louder
in
her
ears
;
twice
she
looked
back
over
her
shoulder
to
convince
herself
that
someone
wasn
’
t
creeping
up
behind
her
.
She
reached
the
stairwell
and
put
her
hand
on
the
cold
newel
post
at
the
top
of
the
railing
.
There
were
nineteen
wide
steps
down
to
the
lobby
.
She
had
counted
them
enough
times
to
know
.
Nineteen
carpeted
stair
risers
,
and
nary
a
Jack
crouching
on
any
one
of
them
.
Of
course
not
.
Jack
was
locked
in
the
pantry
behind
a
hefty
steel
bolt
and
a
thick
wooden
door
.
But
the
lobby
was
dark
and
oh
so
full
of
shadows
.
Her
pulse
thudded
steadily
and
deeply
in
her
throat
.
Ahead
and
slightly
to
the
left
,
the
brass
yaw
of
the
elevator
stood
mockingly
open
,
inviting
her
to
step
in
and
take
the
ride
of
her
life
.
(
No
thank
you
)
The
inside
of
the
car
had
been
draped
with
pink
and
white
crepe
streamers
.
Confetti
had
burst
from
two
tubular
party
favors
.
Lying
in
the
rear
left
corner
was
an
empty
bottle
of
champagne
.
She
sensed
movement
above
her
and
wheeled
to
look
up
the
nineteen
steps
leading
to
the
dark
second
-
floor
landing
and
saw
nothing
;
yet
there
was
a
disturbing
corner
-
of
-
the
-
eye
sensation
that
things
(
things
)
