Taboo Heat: Tales Too Hot To Handle
It was going to be an interesting life.
The car from the marina dropped dad and me off at the cottage.
"Man, we stink!" Dad said.
He was right, of course, diesel, fish, a bit of spilled beer. It had been a great trip. We caught a bunch of fish.
"Let's hit the shower out back."
The cottage came with an outdoor shower, a big six-by-four wooden enclosure with two showerheads. As we approached, dad shucked his shirt. He took a big drink from his water bottle.