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“Now, ye take the garment and scrub it along this board, like this.” Homer demonstrated his instructions on a slap of wood with several grooves cut into it.

Lindsay couldn’t understand how that would help. “Mr. Homer—”

“Just Homer, Miss.”

She smiled at the middle-aged man missing several teeth. “Then you may call me Lindsay.”<

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