Chapter Forty
The steel balcony running above the laundry floor gave Emma and Leona a panoramic view of the operation. The attention to small details was plainly evident to Emma. That and the clean pungent scents of bleach and detergent reminded Emma of her mother-in-law’s Sunshine Laundry. Margaret would be pleased if she were here beside her. It was a smaller plant than the Sunshine operation, but every bit as clean and efficient. Along one wall, an older model extractor and a row of gleaming white wringer washers sloshed and thumped. Crisp folded sheets, towels, and stacks of pillows filled the steel shelving on other walls. Everything seemed to be in its place. Young men and women worked silently at their assigned stations.
“I must say, Leona, I am impressed with your housekeeping. T
