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Short Fiction: The Washerwoman
The men do not take the trouble to get to know me, but they are fascinated by me. They bring their easels and brushes and colours and stare at me as I work. If they want me to stop so they can catch the light from the water as I heave a sodden sheet from…
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Carol Carman’s Writing Club Prompt: L is for Laundry
Something we’ve all got to do with alarming and depressing regularity. So, let’s make it exciting. What is it that’s being washed? Why? What’s on it that needs to be washed off? How did it get mucky? How important is it that it gets washed? Who’s washing it? Why are they washing it? Are they…