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“Do you know for sure that he hasn’t cheated on you?”
“Can anyone know that for sure?”
“No, I suppose not.”
“Exactly.”
“Then why would you stay with him, Aoife?”
“Why do you stay with Dad?”
“That’s not a fair comparison,” she replied. “We’re married.”
“Exactly,” I agreed. “You’remarried,committed,in love,investedin one another, and itstillhappens. He still fucks you overrepeatedly. So, if I’ve learned anything from you and Dad, it’s that no man, no matter how perfect he seems, can be trusted.”
“You shouldn’t be afraid to love a boy, Aoife.” Sadness filled her voice as she spoke. “Please don’t let our mistakes hold you back in life. It would break my heart to think that our relationship affected you to the point where you struggle to commit your heart to someone.”
“I’m not afraid of loving a boy,” I told her honestly. “I’m afraid of losing myself in one.”
“I hate to tell you this, but more often than not, the two go hand in hand.”
“I know.”That’s what scares me.
“Aoife.”
“Enough of the heavy.” Patting my mother’s shoulder, I gave her a bright smile before heading for the door. “I’m hot and sticky and in dire need of a shower.”
“Don’t you dare use that shower before I do,” Mam called after me. “I mean it, young lady, I’m having the first go of it.”
“Understood,” I replied as I hurried up the staircase, with every intention of doing just that.
Whipping off my t-shirt, I snatched a towel out of the hot-press, and legged it into the bathroom, cackling mischievously to myself.
“I mean it, Aoife Molloy, don’t even think about it!”
“I won’t,” I laughed, closing and locking the door shut before my mother could finish her threat.
Feeling smug, I stripped off the rest of my clothes and rubbed my hands together in gleeful anticipation, as I stepped into the fancy new shower and switched it on.
The motor roared to life, but nothing came out.
Not so much as a drop of water.
“What the hell?” I growled, twisting and turning the knobs in front of me. “Work, dammit, work.“
A knock sounded on the bathroom door then, and I blew out a frustrated breath.
Stomping over to my towel, I quickly wrapped it around my body, and unlocked the door before swinging it open. “I know what it looks like, but I swear I wasn’t going to use it before you…”
My words trailed off when my eyes landed on Joey.
“You’re back.”
“I’m back.”
“Well good.” Tightening my hold on my towel, I gripped the door and tried to play it cool. “Because you’ve done a crappy job installing this shower. The stupid thing doesn’t even work.”
“I know,” he replied, as he stepped around me and walked over the toilet. “That’s why I’m back.” Crouching down in front of the toilet, he reached behind the cistern. “Forgot to switch the stopcock back on.”
