Tuesday, July 22, 2008

cold water tap

She woke up, sweat across her brow.

Grabbing a towel and a bar of soap, she stumbled into the bathroom.

She adjusted the taps and stepped under the stream.

As the water ran over her, she began to feel content, the suds washing away more than the grim from the day before.

Now, she was ready to great the day, a new beginning in a new apartment. Things weren't so bad.

Except when she reached to shut off the faucet, the cold tap broke and water continued to spill into the tub.