Clark had been living at Coyote Palace for two years now. An old, seldom used hotel it had been in his family for years but no one cared about it anymore.
He was allowed to stay there as long as he did some minor upkeep and made sure to be around on the off chance that someone found their way there and needed a room.
Three months ago Mona moved into room 27. Clark hadn’t seen her since before she began staying there but they had been in touch through e-mail, Facebook and the occasional drunkenly scrawled letter. in the midst of relationship troubles they thought that being closer to each other might help them figure things out one way or the other.
Tales From The Chocolate Grinder 