Shower Songs: From To Fetch A Thief
We had a nice snack – salsa and chips for Bernie, king-sized biscuit for me – and then Bernie took a shower, hanging his bathrobe over the bathroom door. This was the robe Leda had always called Bernie’s ratty robe, although I didn’t know why, since the pattern didn’t have a single rat on it, was all about martini glasses with long-legged women in them. Bernie loved his robe, an old robe he’d had a long time, and that used to belong to a buddy from Army days named Tanner who Bernie never talked about except for one night when we were camping out in the desert and he’d been staring into the fire. “Poor Tanner.” That was all he said.
But now, in the shower, he was in a good mood. I could tell from his singing. He went through some of his favorites: “Lonesome 77203,” “Born To Lose,” “A Tear Fell,” “Sea Of Heartbreak;” yes, a very good mood. Steam came pouring through the doorway and I went closer; love the feel of steam. And what was this? Maybe Bernie didn’t have the shower curtain quite right, because water was pooling on the floor. I tasted it: a little too warm and soapy, but not bad, not bad at all.
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