Chapter 4
Soapy Hands and Running Shoes
Authors note: Here's chapter 4. I really hope it didn't take that long to put up.
Amy rustled through her neatly folded dressier. She pulled out a long denim skirt and a light pink T-shirt with ruffles around the edges of the arms and neck lines. She brought them back into the bathroom with her. She laid them neatly on the counter top where the edge of the sink and mirror met hoping they wouldn't get wet.
The tub was almost full now. She peered into the water that seemed to glisten like newly formed icicles that are reflecting the sun strong but peaceful rays. Her bathroom was small but cheerful. It was bright and warm. It had a window high up above the shower curtain so she would get light, but not be seen. Every time she enters, the room would almost give off a calm vive to the soul, almost like meditation of the mind.
The tub was almost filled now. It steamed like it was burning hot, but somehow it was still warm to the touch. She stripped of her clothing and tossed them into he near-by hamper that only had a few items in it because she was usually very neat and tidy.
She dipped her foot into the water, and seeing that it wasn't to hot or cold, she stuck the other foot in too. Little ripples that expanded gathered around her ankles,
"It's just perfect." She said with a slow yawn. She hadn't had a bath feel so wonderful in a long time.
She slowly lowered herself into the tub with much grace, trying not to splash. She lowered her head into the swirling ripples. Her un-brushed hair wound itself into soft silky curls. They floated around her like flowers. She lied very still and let the rocking of the water ease her into a peaceful state of mind.
She closed her eyes and let the water take over her. She pushed herself under the water and laid there. She opened her eyes and watched as the ripples seem to float away into a watery space, untouched to the world. She pushed herself up to the surface of the tub again gasping for air, her eyes still opened, glistening. She reached for the near-by bar of soap that lay on the edge of the tub. She lathered the soap into her palms and in-between her fingers. She spread her soapy hands around her body till it felt silky and smooth. She dunked herself back under water and let the suds fly off her body into oblivion of water and bubbles.
When she was washed clean of the soapy suds and washed her hair tilled it shinned like the sun. She started to drain the tub now. The water was now cold and unwelcoming. It was time to come out. As the tub drained she turned on the tub faucet and let the water turn back to cold, warm, then hot. She turned the shower on and let the hot water beat against her face and neck. The shampoo from her hair washed out and went swirling down the drain.
When she was content that she was clean and lovely she turned off the shower and stepped onto the dried tile. She dripped gleaning water droplets as she faced the mirror.
"I feel so better and refreshed now." Any said as she reached for a soft white towel of the towel rack. She dried her body as best as she could. Her wet hair was still dripping down her back.
She turned back to her mirror that was covered with steam and could see nothing at all. She used her towel to wipe of as much of the steam as she could so she could at least see her face. She pulled out her blow drier from a near-by draw and began to dry and brush her hair.
When her hair was completely dry, she got dressed and walked back into her living room. She looked down at her freshly tied shoes.
"I think I'll go for a run in the park today." She said with a smile.
Note: I know this chapter was kind of strange and all it really talked about was her bathing, but I know I could not just drop the whole scene from out of the story. It wouldn't make sense. I do hope you liked this chapter though!! Please review!! No flames please.