Spent the day cleaning a dryer, because my father-in-law left a pen in his pocket and we’re doing his laundry while he recovers from hip surgery.

Hours of scrubbing with nail polish remover and bleach, and even with a mask, I’m nauseous. Not the day I’d planned for myself.

Target: 600 words
Written: 194 words, novella: The Mungk

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