“It’s only Fred,” Suzanne yells back to her mother, who heard the door buzzer and sloshed her way out of the tepid tub and galumphed her dripping, towel-wrapped mass of liquid flesh to the open bathroom doorway. Peg grips the threadbare towel so its two ends, which haven’t met in at least five years, don’t escape.
Only Fred, Peg thinks. Great. Only Fred, the pedophile plumber here again during his lunch hour to plug whatever’s leaking on her 15-year-old daughter. Damn him and his mustache and plunger. Why couldn’t he be the pizza guy with her double-cheese sausage Sicilian?
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Previously:
#1: 100 – “Food For Thought”
#2: 100 – “Mammu”
#3: 100 – “In A Pickle”
#4: 100 – “Meet Me”
#5: 100 – “Use Your Noodle”
#6: 100 – “Dental Gross”
#7: 100 – “Cold Cut Heart”
#8: 100 – “Sour Grapes”
#9: 100 – “Knitwit”