Carded

Lyndsey went to put her wet clothes in the dryers, but maintenance men had the dryers pulled out from the wall, replacing the hoses. That was three days ago. Her clothes were going to mildew if she didn't get them dried. Her size 24 clothes would be a wrinkle mess.

But, Lyndsey couldn't find her laundry card with six dollars left on it. The card was white. Lyndsey had spent the last day and a half sorting through papers on tables and the floor, trying to clean up her apartment and get ready for a Board of Supervisor's meeting on Renters' Rights.

Where was the damned card?