She Kept Scrubbing
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Inside the mind of a working woman. For the prompt: Pail

She Kept Scrubbing

She Kept Scrubbing by: zuxxa

Her knees hurt.

She'd gotten used to the feeling by now.

She'd gotten used to the feeling by now. That feeling she used to love.

Pain meant work was getting done.

Pain meant work was getting done. Pain meant money.

Pain meant work was getting done. Pain meant money. Pain meant food.

But that had passed quickly.

With every donning of gloves,

With every donning of gloves, with every bending of back,

With every donning of gloves, with every bending of back, with every mopping of floor,

With every donning of gloves, with every bending of back, with every mopping of floor, she started hating that feeling.

She wanted it to stop.

Thinking of the look on his face made her keep going.

Thinking of the look on his face made her keep going. That sad, hungry look on his face.

Thinking of the look on his face made her keep going. That sad, hungry look on his face. He was too young,

Thinking of the look on his face made her keep going. That sad, hungry look on his face. He was too young, and she never wanted to see it again.

And eventually,

And eventually, she stopped hating it.

Now,

Now, pain was pain.

Now, pain was pain. And that's all it was.

She dipped the sponge

She dipped the sponge in the pail of soapwater,

She dipped the sponge in the pail of soapwater, and kept scrubbing.

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