he watched a young woman remove his three hundred euro shirt from the
grungy laundromat machine. it was his last shirt. he was paralyzed
from saving it. he watches as she unfurled it. the corners of her
mouth turned down in a frown before she looked around, holding the shirt out in
front of her. paralyzed and embarrassed. everything was falling
apart. his marriage, his house, his job, and now his simple attempt to do
laundry. he knew he'd ruined his last good shirt. but he didn't know that
the woman who held it was about to change his luck.
(drabble 24 out of 31)
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