by Brenda Coffman

Created on: December 21, 2011

    It was Saturday and Melanie got up at nine. It was laundry day and she had a lot to do. She gulped down her breakfast, which was a small cup of tea and a slice of toast. She hurried to mash her week's accumulation into a blue laundry bag. With a second piece of  toast hanging out of her mouth, she lugged the bag, laundry detergent and fabric softener out to the car.

     "I love laundry day!" She smiled as she started her car.

     The laundromat was only a few blocks from her house, but it was too far to carry the heavy bag. Melanie was in a hurry as she shoved her stuff into the machines. Whites, colors, delicates, Viola! She sat at the edge of the plastic chair and waited. Her cell phone said it was 9:33. Only 27 minutes, then he would be here!

     David always entered the laundromat at 10 AM sharp. He was like clockwork, a perfect counterbalance to Melanie's chaotic style. Although he had been her neighbor for almost 5 months, she still only knew his name. She was shy and it was hard to strike up a conversation with a near stranger.

    Still, it was amazing that he didn't notice her staring at him the last three weekends. Melanie was in love with his jet black hair, and crystal blue eyes.

    "...and" Melanie smiled as she dished to her roommate last night, "he has a nice ass!"

   The girls burst out laughing.

    "Aw, man!"  Chrissy giggled. "Too bad I go home every weekend! Maybe I should stay and do my laundry here this week?"

    "No way, he's my laundry guy!" Melanie threw a pillow at her roommate, then helpfully held the door open for her as she left for the weekend.

    "Goodbye, pervert!" Chrissy got in the last word as she drove away.

     By 10:02 Melanie was stuffing her clothes into a dryer. David still wasn't there! It was so unlike him to be late. Then she heard the door click and in he came!

     David had his laundry already sorted into three small bags, and Melanie knew the routine by heart. Each bag would be evenly separated into two separate washing machines. David would then carefully measure the detergent and liquid fabric softener into the machines. Unlike most people, he would stand impatiently while the machine did it's work.

    Melanie eyed the clock on the wall. She

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