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Laundry Night

By Lori Cramer-

 

On Saturday nights, we load our laundry into heavy-duty washing machines and pop open Pepsis. I show him the latest photos of Tangerine, my calico cat, and he updates me on his fantasy-baseball team. We share our lives until the dryers are done, then go our separate ways.


 

Lori Cramer’s tiny tales have appeared in Fictive Dream, MoonPark Review, Sledgehammer, Unbroken Journal, Whale Road Review, and elsewhere. Her work has been nominated for Best Microfiction. Links to her writing can be found at https://loricramerfiction.wordpress.com. Twitter: @LCramer29.

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