Chapter 5

“Come on, Milo! I’m late.” She was ready to drop off Etsuko with her daddy, but someone’s primping was holding her up.

“Use one of the other loos.”

“I don’t need the loo. I need Etsuko’s bag, which I left on the counter.”

“Hold up. I’m brushing my teeth.”

She heard running water. “And that calls for a locked door?”

“I’m in my undies.”

“I’ve seen you in underwear—often. every morning. Come on!”

“I’m also pissing.”

“Eww.” Now she heard that, too. “While brushing your teeth?”

“I got two hands, Flower.” Milo called her that because of the old figure skating saying, the one stating the male partner was the stem and the female the flower. “Only need one for each.”

“That shortcoming’s Tom Alan’s problem, not mine. Open the door.” She heard a flush and then the sound of the knob, a word she often used when referring to Tom Alan’s mate. “Men are gross.” She shoved past the one in tight, bee-striped boxer briefs and reached for her tote.