All Chapters of Daddies Taste Better : Chapter 91

She took in my flushed face, my bare feet, and the washing machine already running. “I was just coming to check on you. Everything all right?”I forced a smile. “Yeah. Just… laundry. The sheets needed washing.”She glanced at the machine, then back at me. “Those were changed two days ago.”“I know. I… spilled something… I guess. Didn’t want to bother you with it.”She studied me for a long moment, then nodded.“I’ll take care of it,” she told me. “No need for you to worry.”She stepped past me, opened the washer mid-cycle (something I’d never seen her do), pulled the wet sheet out, inspected the stain with a practiced eye, then carried it to the utility sink in the corner. She ran cold water over it, rubbing gently with a bar of stain soap she kept under the sink. The stain began to fade almost immediately—slowly, stubbornly, but it faded.I stood in the doorway watching her work, arms wrapped around myself.“Mrs. Harlan?” I said quietly.She didn’t look up. “Yes, dear?”“I think it'