Mostly True Memoirs
THE GROWN SON WANTED TO SHOWER
The Grown Son wanted to shower in the master shower.
But The Husband was on a conference call in the master bedroom.
I told him to use the hall bathroom.
But he tiptoed in anyway.
An hour later, I got a whispered, urgent phone call from the Grown Son.
Upon entering the bathroom, he realized the shower would be too loud.
So he waited.
And waited.
And waited.
He whispered angrily that he had been in the bathroom for over an hour.
I laughed and laughed and laughed.
The Grown Son was in a panic.
His phone was almost out of battery.
And the conference call didn’t show any sign of ending soon.
I told him to sit tight.
And wait.