Lara
In my hands, there were clothes, and towels combined. My father hadn’t separated the items into proper loads. The clothes had lint all over them from the towels. I looked around the laundry room, shaking my head in disbelief.
I threw the laundry back into the machine and walked out of the laundry room ripping the towel from my face. As soon as I entered the living room, I said to my father, “What the hell did you do?”
My father looked at me in surprise and said, “I cleaned the laundry room, just like you said.”
“You… you didn’t … you… ugh!!” I growled shaking my head in frustration and walking back into the laundry room. I rewrapped the towel around my face and stood in the room feeling lost. Heidi walked into the room behind me. “Oh, oh my… that’s…” she stopped talking, her hand
