Joanna was now in charge. “My cousin, Hank, was an exterminator for a while. I’m going to text him this picture and see what he says. But let’s both shower before bed. And wash everything!”
The emphasis on everything was meant to mean, wash the bugs off your crotch.
In the shower, Christopher found more of the bugs on his body. He crushed one with his fingers and watched it float down the drain. He prayed that it wasn’t crabs. That would be humiliating. Even more he prayed it wouldn’t cost an arm and a leg to fumigate the place to wipe out these new visitors. He had been helping Joanna’s mother pay her mortgage, and the savings account was empty. It would have to go on the credit card and then the bank could laugh all the way to the bank on the interest charges. It was impossible to get
