you worry," Jane said.
        "You can clean yourself up if that's what you want to do now," Jim offered kindly. Jim then brought Michael to the bathroom and opened the bathroom's door. "You can shower now Michael. We'll wait for you downstairs, okay," Jim told Michael and left him.

        Michael immediately went through the opening of the bathroom's door. Inside, he opened the shower and bathe. The water felt so good for Michael. He reached for the soap and scrubbed hard. Michael looked around the bathroom and started rinsing. He rinsed and rinsed. He remembered his mother, a tear felt. But he tried to console himself and toughen up. He rinsed and rinsed and grabbed the towel on