When we got home from the restaurant, Grandmother and Grandfather had thankfully already gone to bed. The second I was out of our car I took off running into the house and up to my room. I’m not really sure why, but that incident really shook me up. It was like I couldn’t shake off that horrible feeling when I had realized what I’d done.
By the time Mom came into my room I had completely undressed, leaving a trail of clothes from my bedroom door all the way into the bathroom where I was taking another shower to wash off the humiliation. The water stung just as much as before, but this time I didn’t care. The slight pain, that the water brought forth, helped to distract me from the humiliation I was still feeling.