MRS. PEDERSEN opened the kitchen door and pulled XvJL j^p w o r n bathrobe closer around her. It was still early. The room was hazy gray in the early morning light. The work counters loomed shadow-like. The pots and pans hanging from overhead were non-descript jagged lumps. There wasn't a sound from the sleeping sorority girls up-stairs...
Stoddard, Mary Jean
Sketch: Vol. 22
, Article 4.
Available at: https://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol22/iss2/4