Nostalgia

At 40 years old, Karen was frustrated and exhausted. She got a son at nineteen and a daughter at twenty, so she felt like her youth was lost in motherhood. She loved her kids, but she wanted to live feeling strong and scareless again, to have fun not thinking about the future.

Her beauty was still there, but slowly fading as menopause was on the doorstep. She could find sometimes white hairs and it scared her, so she dyed her hairs dark blonde. Her breasts didn't catch much attention, mostly because she was more thin than anything else.

Karen decided to take a weekend at the hotel for herself, her kids were doing well at college and her ex-husband wasn't in the picture anymore. She parked her old Toyota in the parking and walked to the Hotel. It didn't have the same name as on the website, but it was the right address, so it must be it.

She entered the hall as the sun was setting. There were a few people, mostly young men and women, surprisingly good-looking. She couldn't help but gaze at the view, if they could look in her direction too, make her feel attractive again.

"Good afternoon, miss, can I help you?"

She was already at the counter, she didn't even notice. On the other side, a person, man or woman, she couldn't tell, it was probably a woman because of the makeup, but men nowadays were starting to do it too. Still, man or woman, them too, were young and attractive.

"Miss?" They repeated.

"Sorry..." She mumbled, turning red from her attitude. "It's..."

She was about to tell them it was madam, but, she liked too much to be called miss.

"I made a reservation."

The person looked at her and smiled.

"I see... I can guess what you need, no problem."

Karen grew annoyed by the lack of structure in this hotel. She made a reservation, why doesn't they look after it?

"You wouldn't have to guess if you looked in my reservation."

"You want a room for the weekend and a beauty treatment. Isn't that it?"

"I... Yes, but I took a reservation, it's not for you to wildly guess what I need! What kind of establishment this is!?"

"A really serious one, miss. Only satisfied clients leave this place."

"It better be! Or I'll tell everyone I know how unprofessional you are!"

The person gave her a key and a card.

"Here is the key for your room and a pass for the beauty treatment. Have a good stay."

"Mmmh." Karen said, taking the key and the card.

She left the hall to the elevator and found her room, just a single room, but it was clean and the whole place looked fancy. On that point, she got what she paid for and more.

Karen left her luggages to go to the beauty treatment. On the way, she crossed the path of other young people, having fun and laughing. But something was odd, all of them, were incredibly handsome or pretty, like if she was in a movie. Maybe a model agency reserved a part of the hotel. That was her luck, they'll put their youth and beauty all over her face for all evening.