No, I had to make a plan first. I walked around the living room, my mind full of ideas. Then it dawned on me: the ideal retaliation.I smiled grimly and punched in Ryan’s hotel number. Salutations, Sunset Resort. “How may I help you?” a happy voice asked. Hello, this is in regards to my husband’s reservation. Ryan C. —?”Once the circumstances were clarified, the receptionist was delighted to assist. “We get it, ma’am. What were your thoughts?” I sketched out my strategy, getting more and more satisfied with every aspect. “Alerts for 3 AM, 5 AM, and 7 AM prompts? Of course. Unexpected in-room dining? Not an issue. Would you also like us to reserve him for any tour that comes up? Think of it as completed.”
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