the po~et 22 (the length of a hall)

The hallway was long, but it appeared to grow even longer. She could see there was no need to continue. She braced herself again for the feeling of disappointment. Earlier she couldn't control her eyes from roaming his frame. It wasn't even subtle. This, of course, sent the rest of her mind to wandering. It wandered down the hall and into his car where she imagined him driving home.

She opened her front door and turned down the long hall into her room.