Beach Boy
Really Really Experienced
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- Oct 28, 2004
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The atmosphere of the area reminded Reed of the television show "Twin Peaks". Towering Douglas firs lined the road on both sides and a tangle of thick underbrush grew beneath. The rain had been coming down so hard that he'd been forced to drive slowly, but now it was was now giving way to drizzle and mist. Beams of sunlight penetrated the forest and gave color to the spectacular scenery.
The motel slowly came into view. It was just as Stan had described it. A group of small but neat buildings tucked into a clearing off of the side of the road and surrounded by large colorful rhododendrons. It wasn't much, but he hadn't expected the Hyatt Regancy.
Reed loved the adventure and independance of being an investigative reporter. He was a veteran with ten years experience. He had begun working part-time for the magazine while in college and had dropped football, as a running back, so that he could pursue writing. He had known back then that he wasn't a good enough football player to make it in the pros and his real talent lay in his writing. But Jill, his college sweetheart, hadn't taken it very well, and the breakup hadn't come as much of a suprise.
The only real downside to his job was the loneliness. Reed was never home and when he did get home he often found that he didn't have anything to do with himself. His parents and brothers and sisters lived halfway across the country. And it seemed that his few friends, who were now married, were busy with their own families.
"How are you doin'?" Stan asked in his usual upbeat voice over the cellphone. "Did you find the place?"
"Yeah, I'm just pulling in."
"Great!" Stan effused "The motel might not look like much but they do have internet connections in the rooms.. And I've sent Mary to help you with research."
Reed grinned. So he'd finally get to meet the intrepid Mary. She was a librarian who'd done research for him in the past but he'd never actually met her. Stan must have figured that this would turn out to be one of their bigger stories, since he'd sent Mary to join him.
The motel slowly came into view. It was just as Stan had described it. A group of small but neat buildings tucked into a clearing off of the side of the road and surrounded by large colorful rhododendrons. It wasn't much, but he hadn't expected the Hyatt Regancy.
Reed loved the adventure and independance of being an investigative reporter. He was a veteran with ten years experience. He had begun working part-time for the magazine while in college and had dropped football, as a running back, so that he could pursue writing. He had known back then that he wasn't a good enough football player to make it in the pros and his real talent lay in his writing. But Jill, his college sweetheart, hadn't taken it very well, and the breakup hadn't come as much of a suprise.
The only real downside to his job was the loneliness. Reed was never home and when he did get home he often found that he didn't have anything to do with himself. His parents and brothers and sisters lived halfway across the country. And it seemed that his few friends, who were now married, were busy with their own families.
"How are you doin'?" Stan asked in his usual upbeat voice over the cellphone. "Did you find the place?"
"Yeah, I'm just pulling in."
"Great!" Stan effused "The motel might not look like much but they do have internet connections in the rooms.. And I've sent Mary to help you with research."
Reed grinned. So he'd finally get to meet the intrepid Mary. She was a librarian who'd done research for him in the past but he'd never actually met her. Stan must have figured that this would turn out to be one of their bigger stories, since he'd sent Mary to join him.