Olivia would make Roger do the dirty work. He winced in pain doing his best to get Ravi and Bridget out of the house before Lon and Ellie came home. He jerked the sheets off the bed. Roger definitely wasn't going to tell them that Ravi and Bridget were even there.
"Do you think they had sex?" Olivia was right behind him. He almost jumped.
"Not a word of this to Ellie. It'll be just fine. Can you just-just let me sleep." He pushed the sheets toward her, but she wouldn't take them.
"No," she shook her head. "You should stay awake and do laundry." She gave him a glare.
"I think I'm getting sick." He squinted hard. He thought he might throw up.
"Sure you are. Put those on to wash first." She had more sheets. She went to work to remaking the bed. They were flannel sheets, anyway.
"What are you doing that for?" Roger yawned.
"Because its freezing out. If you haven't noticed. You haven't even turned on the furnace." She was being bossy. He gave her a look that it was not that cold.
"What do you want me to do?" He finally shrugged.
"Nothing, let Lon handle it. He knows a lot more about heating and air conditioning than you do," Olivia said.
"Well, thanks." He went to the basement then with the sheets to wash.