“T-These…” I stuttered. My heart raced faster. I want to stay calm, to think straight, but I can’t even think about anything right now.
The face towel that has Jazon’s initials has blood. The laundry man is right, the blood dried up, making the towels harder than their original texture, but the fact that there is blood there means something bad really happened to the person who used them. But who used the face towels aside from Jazon?
He is very sensitive when it comes to his personal things. He won’t let others use his things, especially when it comes to the things he’s using on his body. He is very meticulous and he hates dirt. Even a tiny dust irritates him. So, how come that there are face towels with blood in our laundry basket?
“And these bandages…” The laundry lady showed me the
