Part Two Queen Of Hell Chapter 38

 Sam was a little drunk when he entered his room. He knew how Mrs. Bee felt about smoking in the rooms, but he desperately needed one. He almost smoked in the room, then he remembered how mean Bee could be if she felt disrespected. He decided it was best if he stepped outside his room. He turned the radio on to his favorite New Orleans station.

“Sweet Jazz.” He said out loud. “Nothing like it.”

          Sam stood outside his room smoking. As the rain fell in New Orleans, the sweet rain and sounds of Jazz coming out of his radio he could only think of Angie.

 “I was so stupid.” He said.

“Yes, you were and still are idiotic.” A soft voice said.

It was Angie. She looked amazing standing there. 

          “I’m sorry I brought her here. I am sorry I hurt you and mostly I am just sorry.” He sa