Sarah worked in the laundry,
She worked hard
Her hands red, and back sore
She wore the uniform, a blue dress
Twice divorced, kids in the Catholic school
She never had enough money, even with the Sunday shift.
Henry drove and unloaded the trucks
A lady’s man, he took to Sarah
And pursued her, winning her eventually.
Henry never could value things correctly
And his days of breaking and lying were far from over.
Sarah had a recurring dream
Where she was on holiday
In a beach resort where she was swimming in the sea,
Her foot caught in rocks, the ocean rising
She could not breathe, and choking she would wake.
Henry saw her do this twice
And eating breakfast with her kids in the last morning
He sneered at the daughter and asked her what she wanted to do in life
The daughter looked down at the table and did not speak.
Henry set his eye to find new pastures.
Sarah pushed the load into the dryer
And wondered where things went wrong
And that surely they would improve.
Steam rose from the top of the vent
And out a window into the cold day