The correspondent noticed her struggling with it, and stepped back quickly to her aid.
With the tub between them, they proceeded to carry it to one side in order to dump it where the ground drained from the cabin.

St.Vincent slipped in the thawing snow and the soapy water splashed up.

Then Bella slipped, and then they both slipped.

Bella giggled and laughed, and St.Vincent laughed back.

The spring was in the air and in their blood, and it was very good to be alive.