I had driven a car to a town, gone to the front counter of a motel called the Westerner and asked for Anderson, who I thought was staying here. I was told by the lady at the counter that Anderson wasn't here. I then thought perhaps Louise might be here, but she likewise wasn't to be found.
I went ahead and got a room for myself for $22.50. The counter-lady began complaining about people like me. Apparently she thought I had some friends who had been staying here and leaving junk in the rooms. I thought if she asked me what I was doing I would tell her that I was a lawyer by profession and that I had come here to buy some real estate.
Although it was early in the morning, I was very tired. I walked back out to the car and found Louise, wearing her khaki dress, sleeping in the passenger side of the front seat. I drove around for a little while, until we arrived at the place where I had been headed and I called out to Louise, "Vida. Vida. Wake up."
She began waking up; I told her I had already gotten a room. I asked her if she wanted to go back there to sleep. She indicated she did.
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