She hated to confide in anyone.
I hate to confide in anyone, she told him. It makes me feel vulnerable.
But she did consent to revealing this one dream.
I want a bathtub. I want my own house with forty acres of rolling hills all around it. I want my own bathtub outside of my house with forty acres of rolling hills all around and with this bathtub I will take baths outside, and after my baths I will stroll amongst the hills dripping wet and naked.
Quincy Rhoads lives in middle Tennessee with his wife and son. He is a contributing editor for Entropy and his writing has appeared in Thought Catalog, HTMLGiant, and Metazen.
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