Page 102 of Fierce-Michael

“What?” he asked.

“I was in the bathroom brushing my hair and I heard water. The toilet wasn’t running and the sink wasn’t on, but it sounded like water was running through the pipes.”

He went upstairs into his bathroom with her on his heels and started to look around. “Let’s go check Ty’s bathroom.”

The same thing there. “Nothing,” she said. “But you hear it too, right? The water running.”

“I do,” he said. “Let me check in the kitchen under the sink. The dishwasher isn’t on so it’s not that.”

They got to the kitchen and there was water on the floor. “What the heck?” she said.

“It’s coming from under the fridge,” he said. He moved the fridge out from the wall and water was coming out from a little plastic tube.

“What is that?” she asked.

“It’s either for the water or the ice. Shit.”

“I’ll grab towels and start to clean this up,” she said, running back upstairs to grab as many as she could.

When she came back down, he was still looking around. “I can’t find a water shut-off for this anywhere.”

“What are you going to do?” she asked.

“Shut the water off to the house,” he said.

He left and went to a utility room. She was watching to see if the water stopped. “It’s slowing down,” she shouted.

He came back out and the water was just a trickle at that point. “Must be what is left in there. Shit.”

“Can you just replace that hose?” she asked.

“I’m going to try,” he said. He walked over and got his laptop. “I need to see if I can figure out which one it is and then try to find it at a store somewhere.”

“Just do that and don’t worry about dinner,” she said. “No way you want to have the water shut off and your mind will be on this.”

“Thanks,” he said. “Sorry about that.”

“Don’t be sorry,” she said. “Life is messy and things like this happen all the time. Well, I’d just call maintenance to come fix it.”

“I don’t have that luxury,” he said.

She was cleaning up his floors and then mopped while he was researching things.

“Did you figure it out?” she asked when he got up to go look at something behind the fridge.

“Yes,” he said. “It’s the water hose. It’s cracked. It’s what is feeding water to the ice machine too. They have the replacement hose at Home Depot. I just need to run and get it.”

“Go,” she said. “I’ll see what you’ve got to eat here and I’ll make something for us.”

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“Positive,” she said.

He came back twenty minutes later and got to work. “This is going faster than I thought,” he said. “If it works we can still go out.”

“Don’t worry,” she said.

“I hate to make you cook,” he said. “We don’t get too many nights to ourselves.”

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