So John paints the toilet seat.

But Mary comes home early and uses it before John sees she’s home.

Yep, she gets stuck.

She insists her doctor remove it; not John, dammit.

Long raincoat. Deeply furrowed brow. John drives them in careful silence.


At Doc’s office, Mary’s hands on the desk, John opens the back of the raincoat like a pair of curtains. “Ever seen anything like this, Doc?”

“Well sure; but not framed like that.”

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