Zara showed my efforts at laundry. Spread them on the dining table for me to see for myself - I turned everything pink.
Zaid’s really unhappy with his newly laundered pink underwear, purple pyjamas ( they were blue) and mauve shorts.
“Colour is nothing but an illusion. It’s what you wear not how you look!” I begin
Kids walk off.
“I tried” I wail after.
Zaid turned around and glared
bedroom doors slammed shut
Zara sent me a text. Apparently, we need to talk about getting help.
What can I say, dear diary?
Signing off,
