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Colorado part 5: Suitcases

I stepped outside of the RV and was overcome by a cool breeze rustling through my hair mixed with slight bothering humidity.
My dad unloaded suitcase after suitcase for me to bring up to the room.
As I walked towards the stairs I looked around and took in all of what the resort had to offer. I saw the resort lounge from afar, different resort room buildings at moderate distance from one another, lots of lush grass for the guys to play a practice game on, a swimming pool, and tennis courts. It was nice, but what would have made it nicer was if someone was already there with me, a person also known as Kacie.
I sighed and continued to bring the suitcase up to the room.
The RV was parked on the side of the building because of the space it had to take up. The front of the resort room building consisted of an open hallway and wooden stairs at the end of the hallway.
I walked up the stairs and stopped when I saw that there were the two last rooms at the top of the stairs.
And the one on the right was ours…

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