He had nowhere to wash his hands. His mom repeatedly told him that he had to wash his hands after peeing, that there were tiny germs in pee, germs he couldn’t even see, and those germs could crawl all over him if he didn’t wash his hands. But there was no sink there. His palms itched. Were those the germs? He imagined them as tiny worms. Were they crawling all over his fingers? His wrists? His arms?
