Klara was folding laundry while watching TV. She had finally managed to work through all the clothes Tony had brought back home with him.
He had originally been helping but, he was actually making more mess than helping in any way. It was almost two months since the dinner with Debbie and Keiron. There was definitely an improvement in the atmosphere now. They laughed a lot more and cuddled like before. They'd even had s*x.
She reached into the basket and pulled out an unfamiliar looking pair of trousers. "I don't know where these came from," she said outloud, "he must have snuck them in the wash." she rolled her eyes and checked the pockets. They were empty and she was glad he had at least remembered to clear them after the "great tissue catastrophe of 2016" that blocked the washing mach
