she thinks about the fact she didn’t clean herself very well.
When she gets there she lies on the bed and spreads her legs for the inspection. The gynecologist, whilst examining her looks up and says in a dry voice “I see you made an effort”. Driving back home she thought about what he said.
Was he being sarcastic? Did it really look that bad? Later that evening her daughter asked her “mummy, where is that flannel that was on the side of the bath?”
“Why?” she said.
“I used it earlier to wipe up some glitter I spilt on the floor”.
