Effie on the Tenth Floor

By Theodore Edwards

Professional athletes have refused to stay at the Skirvin Hotel. This is documented. NBA players -- men who have slept in hotel rooms for a living since their twenties, who compete in front of twenty thousand people, who do not frighten easily -- have called their trainers at 2 AM and asked to be moved. Nobody has explained it. Nobody has tried very hard.

Marcus Cole is thirty-eight years old, a power forward in his final season, a man who has made his career on the ability to stay rational under pressure. He checks into the Skirvin on a Tuesday in March. Something wakes him at 11:47 PM. He goes back to sleep. Something wakes him at 3:14 AM. He is in the corridor outside Room 1015 before he knows he has gotten up, and the corridor is quiet, and the door is there.

In 1913, a woman named Effie is standing at the east-facing window of that room with her three-month-old daughter held against her chest. She arrived in Oklahoma City in 1911 with seven dollars, a one-way ticket, and the specific determination of someone who has done the arithmetic and knows exactly what work is worth. She got the job at the Skirvin. She was good at it. The man who built the building noticed her.

What happened after that is not in any official record.

What is in the building.

Effie on the Tenth Floor moves between 1911 and 2019, between a woman who could not leave and a man who cannot sleep, in a building that has held both of them the way a scar holds a wound: closed over, permanent, present. It is rooted in documented history. It is a ghost story about whether ghost is the right word for what a place keeps when it has taken everything from someone.

The window of Room 1015 faces east. The street is ten stories below. That distance has not changed since 1911.

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: B0GX79MSBB
• ISBN13: 9798257334559
• Release Date: April 2026
• Publisher: Independently Published
• Length: 190 Pages
• Weight: 0.58 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.4" x 6.0" x 9.0"