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She blushed at his scrutiny. “Very rarely.”
“So yes?” he asked, looking at her shirt.
“I was young and crazy once.” She got up to get away from his prying eyes.
“Was she crazy once, Violet?” he asked.
“Nope, I don’t remember her ever being crazy,” Violet lied for her, like a true sister.
“Yes, you can do a load of laundry, but do not break my machines. Or anything else. Did you want me to just do it?” she said, starting to worry that he would destroy her house since it seemed he was almost completely done with his own.
“Haha, Agatha. I’m perfectly okay doing my own laundry.” He walked away from them, but Agatha knew he would be back soon. So much for spending a few hours with Violet and then letting her emotions take over. Now she would have to wait until his laundry was done before that could happen.
