Rima banged on Curtis's door the next morning.

“Five more minutes.” Curtis called out.

“Of course.” Rima nodded even though Curtis could not see her.

In five minutes' time Curtis jumped from his wet bed that was dried a few second ago before Rima upturn the pail of water in her hand.

“What the hell?” Curtis shouted.

“Potty mouth, remember?” Rima admonished as Curtis's mouth snapped closed. “Good, come to the kitchen to have your late breakfast and when you are done with that you will start a list of your chores.”

“Chores?” Curtis asked as Rima smiled innocently.

“Yes chores, everybody has them as long as you live here....