Bath Time for Betty

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Betty doesn't take baths, she takes showers. Gee, I wonder why?

Submitted: March 16, 2019

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The old woman was frantic, shouting and raving about not wanting to take a bath. She was saying, "I only take showers, I never take baths! Over and over she said this.

The old woman's caregiver, who was recently hired, was calm and professional about the woman's demands.

"Now Betty, baths are much more relaxing," the caregiver stated. "And if you are relaxed you will sleep better," she reassured her.

Betty changed the tone of her voice to one of panic when she said, "But the face in the Shower-Curtain has no power when the water is running! She only has power when the tub is full of water and the water is off."

"Now dear, Doctor has told you that there is nothing to worry about, it's just some wrinkles in the shower curtain. Besides, I was just in there, when I filled the tub with warm water, and I saw nothing"

Betty sat down on the edge of her bed and stated, "I know what I saw and I can hear her too, she is calling!"

"Betty, dear, it is just a shower curtain. There is nothing to be afraid of."

Betty looked up at the woman, and then said, "Go look for yourself, Agnes; I'm not going in there until you look again!"

Agnes frowned, just a little, as she replied, "Very well, if it will make you feel any better. But then it is bath time, OK?"

Betty smiled and said, "Sure, but you have to look first."

 

Agnes crossed the bedroom and opened the bathroom door.

And as she stepped into the bathroom, she stated, "I don't see a thing, sweetie, not one. ... No, No, get away! No, No! ahhhhhhhhhhh ---!"

Betty eyes grew wide as she listened to the sounds of water splashing, and there was gurgling sounds too.

After the terrible noises stopped Betty got up from the bed and hobbled towards the bathroom, using her ever present bamboo cane.

And as she looked passed the opened bathroom door she saw the bathtub and her caregiver's half-submerged body.

Suddenly a voice was heard, a voice sounding as if it was coming from behind the shower curtain. "Bet---tee," the voice called out. "Come play in the water with me, please Bet-tee," the voice repeated over and over.

Betty stepped just inside the doorway while holding her cane from the straight end. And with a thrust of her wrinkled old hand she managed to hook the chain on the tub stopper.

"Noooooo!" the voice from the curtain cried out, but it was too late.

Betty pulled hard on the cane and in turn the cane pulled on the tub-stopper chain. "BLURP," was the sound when the stopper came out of the hole and the water began to drain from the tub.

"No, No!" the voice from the curtain cried out!

 

When the tub was empty Betty hobbled over to the body of the caregiver, then Betty pocked her with the cane, "Get up," she demanded.

The woman began to move, surprisingly she was alive.

Betty repeated herself, "Come on, get up! And get this floor dry before someone falls, there is extra towels in the closet.

So the caregiver rose from the floor.

But it wasn't the caregiver, it was the one who's face was in the curtain!

Nooooooooooooooooooo!

 

D. Thurmond / JEFalcon

03-15-2019


© Copyright 2020 D. Thurmond, aka, JEF. All rights reserved.

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