Epilogue
LARKIN
Three Months Later
“And then we put the towels in…” I say in a sing-song voice.
I bounce Sarah on my hip as I put the last of the laundry in the wash. My gigantic engagement ring catches on one of the towels, and it takes a minute to get it off. I set the empty basket down and pour the liquid detergent in.
“Then we add the soap… and close the lid. Do you want to press the start button?” I ask Sarah. I point out the button.
Sarah bites her lip, leaning in to hit the start button. The machine starts filling immediately.
“Dere!” she announces proudly.
“You did it!” I say. “Good job. Now what should we do until Daddy gets home?”
She looks thoughtful. “Peppa Pig?”
I nod, heading out of the little laundry room. I walk through the kitchen, with its seventies decor, and i
