I nod, wondering how to use the bottles. Of course Mama and I washed ourselves. Sometimes we stood in the rain, especially in summer when it was hot out and the rain chased off the bugs for a few minutes. In winter, we collected rainwater and heated it over the fire to have a warm bath, standing outside and rubbing ourselves with a wet rag that we dipped into the water to rinse. I decide this isn't so different, except the rain comes from the wall and the bottles must be used to squirt more water on myself.
"We'll be right here. Holler when you're done." Lewis nods and backs away, shutting the door behind him.