The steam from the shower helped. He had stopped shaking despite the fact that he was in the nude. Her words were all true but his mind had drifted to what his father had done to his mother. The way his father had stumbled into their house and barked for her. It was like looking in the mirror. It was terrifying.
He drank until the day he died.
Sean stared into nothingness, barely realising Isabel had started to take her clothes off.