Eralia’s POV
After our meal, I usher the boys down the hall toward the bathroom and into the bath. I sigh as I bundle up their clothes that they throw onto the floor before climbing into Benny’s huge tub. I don’t know how they get so dirty! It’s like they attract dirt wherever they go, thank goodness that I have their other clothes, and everything is washed and dried because they would be sleeping in their underwear tonight if I hadn’t. I leave them both in the tub with strict warnings not to splash any water onto the floor, before bundling up their filthy clothes and carrying them out into the hallway to place on top of the washer ready for the next load I will no doubt need to do soon enough.
As I turn to head back toward the bathroom, my cell rings in my pocket, I pull it out, noting
