Growing up one of my routine chores was to do the laundry at my house. I was first given the task when I was 12. Over the years I grew to scorn doing it. It took so much time, and it always annoyed me. But when I was fourteen, my parents separated. It was my mom’s second husband so I wasn’t too surprised or hurt when the breakup occurred. My step dad moved out and my laundry load was cut by one, thankfully. I still was required to do all laundry for myself, and the two other
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