Duet for Three (2013)
“There was so much of him. Upstairs in the bedroom, rumpled sheets were flung back. In the bathroom, the brushes and combs were gone, and there was a splatter of fresh shaving-cream on the mirror above the sink, and a sweet humid smell. A drop of hair oil lay on the white surface of the sink.
With a square of toilet paper she erased the oil from the porcelain. With another, she took care of the dot of shaving-cream on the mirror. Turning, she glimpsed a curling dark hair in the bathtub.
Like a butchered body, it seemed he’d left bits of himself everywhere.
She got rags, soaps, and scrubbers from the kitchen, and began to do the bathroom properly: the toilet bowl, and all around its rim and base, right down to the floor; the mirror, the sink, the walls themselves, and the door and its knob; the tub; everything sanitized and disinfected, getting beyond the dirt to the smallest germs and remnants of him, the invisible remains too small to see.
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