She giggled and turned, looking up at him as she came close. "I've been washing clothes since I was ten," she said. "My mom made it my chore. I had to wash hers, my dad's, my brother's, and mine."

Turning, she went to the kitchen and began to wash the dishes in the sink. "Did Dex and I make too much noise?" she asked, turning and smiling.

Don shrugged, a curious grin on his face. "I mean, I heard you guys, but I don't have any complaints about the noise level."

She grinned mischievously. "So you didn't mind hearing us?"

He blushed and shrugged again.

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