Chapter 5 - The Contribution
He turned toward the kitchen, his boots thudding lightly against the floor.
The stainless steel refrigerator caught the reflection of his movement.
Quick, pattering footsteps followed him.
The boy trotted behind, his green sweater bobbing with each step.
"Daddy, daddy."
The man slowed his pace, looking down over the pile of damp clothes.
The boy lifted his left hand.
He stood on his tiptoes.
With deliberate care, he dropped his crumpled white cloth onto the top of the laundry pile.
It sat there, tiny and insignificant against the mountain of clothes.
The man looked at the cloth, then down at the boy.
"Okay, boss."
The boy planted his feet flat on the floor.
"Anything else, sir?"
The boy pointed toward the washing machine in the distance.
"Go."
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The man chuckled, shifting the basket higher.
"Got a new supervisor."
