Let Them Have This
It’s almost midnight when Dex takes his last load of laundry out of the dryer.
He needed to run it three times and sat in a folding chair in the cold basement to make sure it didn’t start to smoke.
His sweatshirt is still a little damp but his socks and t-shirts are dry and that’s really all he can ask for.
He pats the top of the dryer in thanks for not catching fire and then gives it the finger for all the hell it’s caused him and hoists the laundry basket up on his hip.
They’re only a couple hundred dollars shy from getting a new one and at the rate Jack and Bitty are going….
Bitty’s voice floats down the stairs and Dex takes them two at a time to get to the top.