She pulled into her garage and watched as the door came down. She let her head rest on the steering wheel as she pondered her first and last one-night stand. “I am not about to become an official member of the One-Night-Standers’ Club,” she muttered. She let herself into her condo and was greeted by silence. She put her keys down on the counter and made her way upstairs to take a shower, hoping to somehow scrub the night of passion away.
She undressed while the water warmed up. She made her way into the shower and the spray of water splashed down on her head, traveling down her body. She felt the water push the rewind button of her mind and just a minute into the memory, she slid down the wall, almost into a praying position, the sound of her sobs meeting the running water, her thoughts
