It was seven in the morning, way too early for me to be up and about on a Sunday but I was. Mainly because I hadn’t slept all night. I replayed the conversation we had over and over again. The one at the party, the one outside the restaurant and then last night.
God so much happened in a weak. I bundled all my laundry together, wrapped my self in extra scarfs and put two warm tops on and went down to the laundry store. It was so close to my house that I didn’t care about how I was seen. I walked into the washing room and immediately spotted my favorite washing machine. It was close to the rear end of the room and apparently I’m the only one that uses it.
I turned to collect the detergent and was about to stuff my clothes in when I saw Audrey climb down from his car outside the store. W
