The small water pump kicked on for the third time as Mary Ann washed her hair in the shower. Sara clenched her jaw. A hostile chop of the knife against the cutting board as she sliced an onion for an omelet. “That’s three,” Sara said, just loud enough to vent her frustration at the excessive use of water, but not quite loud enough for Mary Ann to hear h…
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