“It’s the children,” Terri reported nervously. “They’re up to their tricks again. They left this lollipop in Miss Stapleton’s room.” She presented the half-eaten sucker for inspection.
Lucy looked relieved. “I thought you were going to say it was the babies. The speaker system broke again and the babies cried all night, least ways ‘til Nerva started singing to them. I was afraid the babies kept her awake, like they did the guest in 407.”
“Wasn’t it their baby?” Gera broke in with a speculative frown. “It sounded like it was right next door to my room.”
“Oh, there aren’t any babies in the hotel, Missy. No mortal babies, that is. But don’t you worry, we’ll get the system up and working in no time. Nerva sang so much last night, she’s got herself a sore throat, so we’ll have to get it fixed for sure. We can’t have those babies crying again all night.”
With a defeated sigh, Gera said aloud, “Look, I’m sorry to have bothered you.
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