Hygiene Stories

She leaned against the sink, not looking at him. “So I was thinking…” The frosted plexiglass of the shower steamed up while the water running over his ears made everything sound like it was going under. Sometimes her voice made him think of liquid pouring into an empty cup. But she was searching. Her head went into that tilt it did when she was reaching for the end of a sentence she hadn’t thought all the way through. The...