Two days later, late in the afternoon, at the sound of voices I looked out the window and saw him talking to my mom. My heart skipped a beat. What was...going on? My mom had a concerned look on her face. Then she started to smile and he looked toward the window and seeing me he smiled and waved his hand. My mom came in and told me that he had brought to her attention the broken down state of the fence in our backyard and the loose boards and roof on the little storage shack also at the back. He’d. The hotel was very accommodating. Could they provide a room for our guest to sleep things off? Of course! Would they make sure she wasn't disturbed? Naturally. Would they be happy if we settled the bill for that straight away so that she wouldn't be caused any embarrassment later? Without any difficulty.The collection team knew she'd be out for hours. They slipped in and took her out the back way in the early morning. We were all discussing the problems of running a restaurant like this with. When she got mad, she got a little country accent that was to die for. She could make my day the best out of any of the horrible ones. We talked and talked and finally it was time to go. I said goodbye to Jenna and we both parted. I drove to Franciscos and got there around six thirty. No sign of Mandi anywhere. Six forty-five and still no Mandi. Maybe she was a right on time girl instead of an early bird. Seven came and still no Mandi. Seven fifteen. Seven thirty. Eight. Mandi was no where in. She had taken care of every request with joy.Now just a few minutes away, she grabbed her phone and texted Him as He requested. The response was only, “Room 950.” He was in room 950. He was probably there, waiting for her. Her heart skipped a beat. For one, split second she thought she must be crazy. Meeting his Man she had never met. That feeling lasted only that split second, as she pulled into the parking lot of the large, upscale hotel.Grabbing her single suitcase, she proceeded into the.