Not true, but... forget it.
What about Bunny?
Me:
Nope.
Snowflake:
Kitten?
Me:
Only if you want me to scratch out your eyes.
Snowflake:
You’re not making this easy for me.
Me:
Perhaps it’s your imagination and not me that’s the problem.
Snowflake:
I don’t think so. I’ll give it some more thought...
How are you? How was your day?
Me:
Life is treating me pretty well right now.
I took a photo with the phone’s camera, capturing the bathroom and a mountain of bath bubbles with my knees rising from it.I sent it to Henry, but this time he didn’t write back straightaway. He’d probably received a call. I took the book I’d picked out earlier and began to read. I’d only managed one paragraph when my phone vibrated with a new message. I reached for it so fast that I splashed water and foam onto the display.
Snowflake:
Shit, Kate.
Me:
What?
Snowflake:
Your photo.
Me:
What about it?
Snowflake:
You’re naked.
Me:
Yes, I’m taking a bath.
