Thankfully she didn’t run into anyone as she mounted the stairs to her room, not wanting to explain why she was wearing so much dirt. There she stripped off her work clothes and jumped in the shower. After pulling her long, damp hair in her custom braid, she sorted her clothes and made the journey down to the first floor and the large room off the kitchen that served as the laundry facilities. It amused her every time, seeing all the washers and dryers lining two of the room’s walls. Her own mother would have been in heaven. Raising five kids meant her own single set had rarely been idle. While her clothes were washing, she headed back upstairs to her suite and spent some time on the internet looking up information about the pirate Claude Morgan. Finding nothing new, and feeling a touch homesick, she called her mom. Knowing her mother worried about Gwen, especially her lack of interest in the opposite sex after Steven’s cheating, and equally knowing how it would make her mother laugh, Gwen relayed her introduction to Rome.
