I helped Mema Take a Bath
The "Hired Help": "The $1.00 security guard on high alert. Years ago, when my grandson Captain Chaos was little, I wasn’t feeling well. Achy, tired. I thought: “Hot bath. That’ll fix me right up.” The problem? The bathroom was on the third floor . My daughter was in the basement doing… who knows. Exercising, watching TV, maybe using that Virtual Headset I’m not allowed to touch unless supervised. So naturally, my brain went here: “If I faint in the tub, no one’s gonna hear me.” And then came the bright idea. (Which, for the record, is always dangerous. My bright ideas never end well.)