Laundry

They sandwiched in beside the box of laundry detergent they both could've used. It'd been three years since they talked and although Ted was nervous Sheila had enough nerve for the both of them. They drank cans of beer as Matt drove. Each mile got better. The detergent smelled fresher. Cleaner. Their relationship rose and dropped after each tree they passed. Sheila smiled and told Ted "Everything will be fine, don't worry." But Ted knew that when Sheila said these exact words there was much to worry about.