I hoped my reflection would respond and assure me that the day wasn't going to be as bad as he felt.
With a deep sigh, I put the toothbrush back in the holder and went to adjust the water temperature for my bath.
I wanted it cold but not the kind that would bite my bones when the water touched my skin.
I made the necessary adjustments, pulled off my briefs and stepped into the shower. How I got the water temperature just right every time remained a mystery to him.
The shower was my favorite place to rummage through his thoughts, usually I prefer
a bath tub.
My second favorite place had to be the solitude of my car whenever I was out.
I thought about Amy and the way she excited me and how she would smile at his attempts at being funny or so I hoped.
The voice in my head came back ag
