Chapter Eight
Nora
“Just freaking do what I say!”
After ordering the recalcitrant washer to obey me, I tried once more to shove it into place. It started to move. “Hallelujah!” I whisper-shouted to no one but myself and the washer that definitely could not care less about what I wanted it to do.
Just as I thought it was going my way, it shifted suddenly and slid way too fast. “f**k!” Something pointy and painful jammed against my toe.
My eyes watered as I breathed through the sharp pain. It receded quickly, except now the washer was showing me who was boss. Somehow, I was pinned between it and the wall—or rather, my boot was—which meant I couldn’t go anywhere.
I tried futilely to lift it with a few grunts and groans in the process. All the while, my toe throbbed painfully.
My gaze w
