9
Dude, you all right? Have you finally lost it?”
Dex swiveled on his knees. Jonny was watching him, one eyebrow up, as he leaned on the doorway. Dex looked down at himself, at the bathroom floor, then back at Jonny. “I’m scrubbing the bathroom. What’s weird about that?”
Jonny pretended to think hard, then said, “Only that you’ve maybe cleaned this bathroom once since we moved in?”
Dex could hardly deny it. He would rather walk on hot coals and a board of nails before cleaning a toilet, which was why he left that particular chore to Jonny and Nat and usually focused his cleaning energies on the kitchen with Izzy, but…
“Well, maybe that’s why I’m doing it now,” he tried. “As penitence. Or something.”
“Right. Totally. And not because Nick’s coming to stay for a few weeks. D’you think h
