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January 18, 2018
The sun was pouring through the walkout downstairs. It made little shadows on the cracks on the floor. I was coming down the half flight of stairs there. I was probably coming down to dump a load of laundry. Yes, I was coming down to dump a load of towels in the washer. But first I had to move a load of clothes from the washer to the dryer. It was the kidsí clothes. Usually they were pretty good about not leaving stuff in the machine. But this time both the washer and dryer were full. I paused a moment.