t often do the laundry together, but anytime they both had the afternoon off, they did whatever needed to be done, together. Olivia pulled a long, tangled sheet out of the dryer and searched for two adjacent corners. Once found, she held them tight as she flicked both her wrists and flung the rest of the sheet out into their airy kitchen. The sun glanced in from the skylight and was hidden briefly by the opening sheet. Jack lunged at it and toppled on her, both of them falling into the woven laundry basket...