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Alex
It took me a while to find the girls when I came out for my mid-morning break and coffee refill. I was almost convinced they had gone out without telling me or leaving a note when I heard the giggling coming from the laundry room.
I stood in the doorway, quietly listening as Josie read one of Hannah’s favorite Fancy Nancy books. The woman used special voices for each character, and had the little girl laughing hysterically at precocious Nancy’s antics, even though Hannah had heard the story dozens of times.
The duo didn’t see me because they were ensconced in a blanket fort that attached to the laundry machines. My guess was that Josie had taken one whiff of odiferous Snickers and insisted that he needed to be washed. I had tried rinsing him in the bathroom sink yesterday after
