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After a Very Long Flight

“We were lucky! We got the fanciest hotel room in the city!” Jane looked smug as she threw her suitcase on the only luggage rack in the rather ordinary looking place.

“I’m beat,” Marge muttered. “I just want a long, hot soak in a tub.”

“Tub? Oh.” Jane backed away from the bathroom door. There was only room inside for a tiny shower. “They don’t really do tubs in Iceland. You’re supposed to go to a public bath.”

Marge flopped onto a bed, too tired to deal with it. Half asleep, she rolled over, and fell off.

The Challenge: Write a story in 100 words or less
The Hub: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
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