Henley

“Well, I’m going upstairs to take a shower. When you figure it out, let me know.” Then I stormed up the stairs and into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I turned on the shower and waited for it to heat, wondering if we would ever be in sync.

After undressing, I stepped into the shower, already feeling the effects of the sun. Since we had been there, I had developed a good tan—well, for me, at least. Even though I wasn’t sunburnt, I could tell ...