Carolyn’s Point of View
As it turned out, the twins were up to something nasty in the locker room while they were wasting all that time in there. Once I’d cleaned up the hockey sticks, I’d headed in there determined to get this laundry started quickly so I could get out of here, only to find that the bin of towels had been scattered all across the room. Another wave of frustration came over me, knowing that only the two of them could be responsible for such chaos.
It took me ten minutes to clean up the disastrous mess they had made of the locker room, gathering all the towels and throwing them back into the laundry hamper. My frustration was bubbling up inside. Why were they doing this to me? As far as I could remember, seeing them at the diner was our first encounter ever. I’d never do
