Afternoon bled into evening and the tension between Zander and Mira grew worse.
Nobody wanted to get in between the two of them so they were left mostly alone to work out their differences.
At one point, it got so bad that Zander refused to allow Mira to get close enough to handle his daily care and feeding.
"I have to clean you, Zander. It's time for your daily sponge bath." Mira called out from the entryway to the living room.
"Stay away."
Sponge bath time was the big bugaboo of the 'care' portion of their time together because when Mira cleaned him, she thoroughly cleaned every crevice.
And how was a man to keep himself at arms-length from a woman he wanted to divorce if she was cleaning his armpits, or worse yet, his privates?
As much as Mira wanted to disregard his directive, Zander was still a wizard in his own rights. Every time she moved past the entryway to get nearer to him, he threw a tiny electric spark at her.
