“Yes,” Marion said. “Let’s finish up your bath.” Liam stomped his foot. “You finish, then,” she huffed. “I will wait in the bedroom. Be sure to get out all the soap. Otherwise it will itch.”
Marion continued her instructions the whole way up the steps. Frank tuned out the words and just watched. Liam’s rear view was no less enthralling than the front. “Grown man, huh?” he said, the moment Liam was out of earshot and his backside disappeared from view.
“In every way it counts.”
“More like a seven-year-old who hasn’t discovered the benefits of inhibition.”
“Inhibitions are a puritanical invention, an American inconvenience. In science and abroad, we rarely deal with them. This is how Liam was raised. The human body and how it functions is nothing shameful. It’s obvious to the eye, and be
