I pressed the button for the elevator and waited. There was a bank of four - two on each side of the hall. You'd think that four elevators would be enough to serve a bunch of semi-retired women without causing much of a wait. Mom's apartment was on the fifth floor. The elevator was taking long enough that I was beginning to wonder if I could have taken the stairs and have already been down.
Just as I started to turn towards the stairs, the bell dinged to indicate that one of the elevators was arriving.
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