Coming Rain (2015)
“She stood still and thought, I will not think of him. The steam rising as she dried herself. I will not. He has to go and I wish he would. I will be fine. I wish he would because that would solve everything really.
All sounds somehow louder in the white-tiled and still bathroom of the old homestead.
The kerosene lamp burning on a mirror stand. Dark wood and brass latches. She could see the lamp and the reflection of the lamp and the circle of light on the wall of the bathroom.
Clara... stepped out of the bath, wrapped a towel around her waist and walked into the adjoining bedroom. Wet footprints on the wooden floor. Immediately his bare feet and hands came back to her…I keep thinking about him, the smiling shearer… Lewis.
She began to dress. White underwear. And she sat on the bed to put white socks and tennis shoes on her feet. Pulling the laces tight. How would I know to kiss him anyway?
She pressed her mouth into the hollow of her elbow and tasted the bathwater.MoreLess
All sounds somehow louder in the white-tiled and still bathroom of the old homestead.
The kerosene lamp burning on a mirror stand. Dark wood and brass latches. She could see the lamp and the reflection of the lamp and the circle of light on the wall of the bathroom.
Clara... stepped out of the bath, wrapped a towel around her waist and walked into the adjoining bedroom. Wet footprints on the wooden floor. Immediately his bare feet and hands came back to her…I keep thinking about him, the smiling shearer… Lewis.
She began to dress. White underwear. And she sat on the bed to put white socks and tennis shoes on her feet. Pulling the laces tight. How would I know to kiss him anyway?
She pressed her mouth into the hollow of her elbow and tasted the bathwater.MoreLess
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