All in a Day’s Work

“Clog was bad,” I say, kneeling by the toilet. “Needed a wet-vac.” “How’d it happen?” he demands from the bathroom doorway. I watch him intently. He has no idea. She peeks from behind him, slender hand nervously brushing her belly. Close enough to clasp in mine. But, of course, I don’t. “Mostly hair,” I say, … More All in a Day’s Work