My chest tightens as I speak, ”Grams?”
The shadow from the outside of the curtain bends as she places something onto the closed lid of the toilet.
”It’s time to go,” she whispers as she straightens back up.
I poke my head out of the curtain, the furthest side from the toilet, while the curtain still covers my naked body.
She’s wearing a solid black sundress that's embroidered with white lacy flowers around the hem and neckline. Her wrinkles seem ever more defined with the tired bags that rest under her eyes.
”I thought it was supposed to be on the way to meet them?” I question the warm water from the show still pelts against my skin.
I’m not clear on the plan, but I thought it was definitely supposed to be on the way to meet the Royals.
She raises her eyebrows and puts her hand on
