All Work And No Play Makes Jack A Dull Boy

We started unpacking our things, milling around the motel room, peering into drawers and cabinets, when a banging at the door startled us. We went to it together and opened it slowly--no one was there. It was just the wind, we decided. Jim closed the door and made a show of turning the little lock on it, saying reassuringly, "Don't worry, this'll keep us safe."