The water was the perfect temperature, and the glass walls of the shower were already fogged up. Tori and I had kissed for a good amount of time before she went to lay back down on the shower bench that encircled it. Her eyes closed, I watch her massage her temples. "What's the first question?" I ask, lathering my body with soap. "When is the last time you visited your mother?" Tori asks; I was taken back and freeze. My first instinct was to follow that question with a question, but I wanted to be transparent with Tori. She sits up on her elbows to study me, her eyes analyzing my face carefully. I go back to lathering myself, "Last week, I try to see her at least twice a week. Sometimes I get busy and end up only able to see her once." I answer, ignoring the burning behind my eyes. I
