Chapter 54: From bad to worse

I left before he could say anything else, slamming the cabin door behind me and heading for the washing machine. The clothes were finished, and I found a bag of clothespins on the line. I pinned them up and stomped back into the house.

Taking advantage of my indignation-fueled energy, I ripped the sheets off the rest of the furniture and carried them all outside to wash. When I went inside again, I found the tote of cleaning supplies and tackled the kitchen and the bathroom, scrubbing and mopping until everything smelled fresh and clean.

I’d never cleaned, done laundry or cooked a day in my life, yet today I’d done all three. Well, if making a peanut butter sandwich counted as cooking, which in my world, it absolutely did. Yeah, Nell Massler was turning over a new leaf.

I avoided Rafe’s room until nearly two o’clock, when I began to feel guilty for ignoring him. I stuck my head in the bedroom.