Seth filled the bucket with water from the stream and was surprised by its weight. The contents sloshed over the brim and onto his shirt as he placed it onto his shoulder, and then carried it into the house. Once inside, Seth and Briana began working on the dishes.
"Would you like to wash or dry?" Seth asked, stacking the last of the dishes on the table.
"I will wash and you will dry," Briana replied confidently, pouring half the water into one bucket on the table then placing the other bucket beside it for rinse water. She threw something into the wash bucket. Seth assumed it was a type of soap, and strong from the smell.
"How long have you lived here?" Seth asked after a moment, drying a bowl and placing it in a nearby oak cabinet.
For a moment, Seth saw the faraway look in her ey
