Angry Laundry

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short story about a good house husband doing laundry.

Submitted: July 31, 2017

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Submitted: July 31, 2017



Gruffly moving the basket out of the way, toppling it over causing everything to tumble out and away, far away. He wanted to be far away, but everything was here: the war, family, dictatorship. Yet there was nothing, nothing to possible hold me back from leaving. Picking up the next sheet, folding it this way and that into a neat and perfect triangle before starting on the next sheet. My wife, she likes triangle better then squares, says she gets more in the drawer that way. What would I know? Snatching the last sheet from the pile, I growl as it slips from my fingers and contaminates the floor, I bend to pick it up feeling every done in my back crack and crinkle as I pick up the sheet and begin folding it. Hypocrite. It’s like the sheet doesn’t want to be folded, its disobeying nature should be tarnished. Finally it is folded, now I can go and rest, tomorrow is going to be a big day. 

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