Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Paranoia or What If?

I was in Houston last week. Tenth floor—downtown hotel. I always enjoy the view from my window—the architecture is beautiful—but this time our room was all wrong. The bed pointed in the wrong direction; must have been a Feng shui thing. It never felt right. The room seemed smaller too, but then it may have been that extra chair they’d squeezed between the bed and the window. A perfect place for me to sit with legs propped up while I read two romantic suspense novels. Of course, while sitting in the chair, my back was to the window. One night I got the strangest feeling that I could be shot in the back of the head. The shot would probably have come from one of the other buildings; lots of construction going on in some of them. I moved to the bed. Creeped my husband out. Ever get those feelings?

Early morning hotel halls are creepy too. Hubby leaves for work around 5:15. I moseyed out for ice. I felt jittery as I walked to the other end of the hall to the ice machine. I mean, all those closed doors and I had no idea who was on the other side of them. Seriously, what if someone had opened a door, yanked me inside, cut me into little pieces, stuffed me in suitcases and carted me out?

They don’t call me paranoid for nothing. But then again, maybe I’m just a writer with a vivid imagination.

I sat quietly … reading my romantic suspense. Something pelted the window.
And then I saw a thick black cord dangling.

 And then I saw a foot, finally, a leg,




And then . . .





Of course, I grabbed my camera but I couldn’t help but wonder—What if?

5 comments:

Angie Kay Dilmore said...

And you're scared of him?! I think he looks like he's scared of you! Funny post, Jess.

Carole said...

Loved your post. I always think those kind of things. You can never tell where the bad guys lurk. My thinking is that it is better to be prepared than to willy nilly just enjoy the stay.

Charles Gramlich said...

I got a kick out of this. Good thing he wasn't a NInja spiderman assassin!

Jess said...

Angie--after I snapped his pic he gave me the cutest smile. :)

Carole - I knew I connected with you for some reason. What's happening with your mystery?

Charles--yeah, good thing! He sure made scaling the side of a building look easy.

MOLLYE said...

Oh honey girl, I have those izims too. And I listen to them. When Mike is in the woods, you should see the rituals I go through before I go to bed and the funny thing...when he's home I rarely double check the doors or anything and hear NO strange noises. Just the comfort of having someone here I guess. But still and all........you just never know. We do live in a mean world. Hugs to you this weekend, Mollye