Chapter 32 Third-leg

• TRICIA
• “Ahh!!! Avala you have serious questions to answer when you get back.” I said exausted.
• My hands plunged into the soapy water, scrubbing at a stubborn stain on Avala’s shirt. My fingers, wrinkled from being soaked in the water, working the fabric hard, the list of chores I've done today is just endless. The laundry pile looks like it keeps growing every time I turn away, I feel like scolding myself for being too slow.