- The mop gently glided over the floor where moments before Alex had vomited most of his dinner. Taya was a great maid, she always made everything alright.
- The mop gently glided over the floor and as if in unison the lid on my new stainless steel pot clapped happily on the stove. I was happy cleaning floors, running chores and making lunches for the kids. I understood that they weren’t my kids but I didn’t see at the time why that needed to make the job less pleasurable.
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oooh i like number 1 because it shows a lot of thought as to why there is even a mop there in the first place.
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right here! 🙂
got so many things to write about but haven’t gotten down to it…