The shower always took a while to warm up in the mornings. Bonnie winced as she stepped in. Better than wasting water.
“Have you thought about it?” asked the serpent, wrapped around the
shower head.
“Yes,” said Bonnie, lathering.
“Is that your answer, then, or...”
“No. No apples.”
The snake pouted. “But power
overwhelming...”
Bonnie squinted her eyes shut and rinsed. “You said you’d leave, after.”
The snake rearranged its coils. “See,
the thing with that is-“
“You lied.”
“Technically, I was prevaricating, but-“
Bonnie shut off the tap. “You
could at least pony up for some of the rent.”
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