Summer Night Part Two
Our mother was seated on the chair across from the couch. Her nursing uniform was lying over the back of the chair. A small throw blanket covered her form from my view. I decided to try to creep past the chair my bladder once more asserting control. The chair was sitting such a way to where you had to go by it to enter the hall. The bathroom nightlight was on in the early predawn I could just make out the mirror in the bathroom. Just as I reached the bathroom slipping in an airplane flew...