Chapter 7
I lingered too long under that deliciously hot water, fogging up not just the mirror but the entire bathroom. I would have expected a house so old would offer the same showers I was used to in my apartment back home: lukewarm with very little water pressure. The moment I stepped under that blast of water it was like a full body massage, finding all the little aches and pains from my long day on the bus and spiriting them away.
I don't remember getting out of the shower. I do remember wrapping the robe back around myself, thick and fluffy like a blanket.
The hardwood floor in the hallway and bedroom was cold under my bare feet and I raced to the bed to stand on the rug while I dug out clean clothes.
At least, that had been the plan. But the zipper on my bag was stuck and I sat
