“My cousin hates showers,” Judith explained to a

startled Corinne. “She never can manage the taps.”

“She manages quite well with her mouth,” Corinne

noted with disapproval.

“Uh . . . yes,” Judith replied, maneuvering her way

under the showerhead. Though she was unsteady, the

rush of warm water felt wonderful. For a brief time,

she submitted her body to a sense of total cleansing,

as if her anxieties were flowing right down the drain.

Confidence as well as strength seemed to grow

within her. She vaguely heard Corinne say something about having to step outside for a moment.

Then Judith found the shampoo and began to wash

her hair.

“I’m done,” Renie announced grimly. “Are you

okay?”

Judith peeked around the curtain. “Yes, I’m almost

finished.”

Renie finished putting on her gown and robe. “I’ll

get Corinne to help you come out.”

Judith rinsed the shampoo out of her hair, then fumbled with the taps. She wasn’t quite sure which way to

turn them, but eventually figured it out before scalding

herself. She shook herself as vigorously as possible,

then reached for the towel that Corinne had left on a

peg just outside the stall. Judith was awkwardly drying

off when she heard a noise nearby.

“Coz?” she called, wielding the towel. “Coz?”

Renie didn’t answer. Nor was there any response

from Corinne. Puzzled, Judith rubbed at her wet hair,

then wiped away the moisture that had gotten into her

eyes. When she finished, she blinked several times to

bring her vision into focus.

Then she screamed.

SUTURE SELF

281

A man’s hand appeared from the other side of the

shower curtain and was reaching out to grab her.

As strong masculine fingers wrapped around her

wrist, Judith screamed again.

EIGHTEEN

“MOM! WHAT’S WRONG?”

Judith’s mouth hung open as she gaped at her son.

“Mike?” she gasped, squeaking out his name as if

she were more mouse than mother.

“Didn’t you hear me call to you from outside?”

Mike asked, gallantly trying to avoid peering into

the shower stall.

“Ah . . . No.” Judith swallowed hard, then did her

best to wind the towel around her body. “The water

was running.”

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