18 Jul 07
She leans the chair back, my neck to rest in the cradle of the wash basin. The water comes out lukewarm. She knows it’s hot outside.
Shampoo. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. In small circles, her fingers work my scalp, massaging without too much pressure, scratching when there is no itch.
“This is the best part of my day”, I say.
“Mine too”.
You have a great gift for capturing a moment. I haven’t often had that experience, but the few times I have, it’s felt wonderful.
She obviously wasn’t having an interesting day.
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@Scott — Thank you. Such moments are few and far between, but it makes one appreciate them all the more when they happen.
@CK — Neither was I, actually.