It took six more wipes before my crack was clean, but it wouldn’t stay that way once I pulled my underwear back up. Not knowing what else to do I decided that I’d just take off my underwear and leave them there in the stall for some poor unfortunate soul to find once I had gone.
Feelings of relief and mild pride filled me for how I’d handled that whole situation. I went back to the car and with that emergency behind me I returned to sulking as we headed back to the road again. Though it was such a horrible feeling to be leaving behind everything and everyone I ever knew, Mom and John still managed to make the long drive … dare I say it … enjoyable.