I took my clean dental scaler out of my scrub pocket and traced the curved metal edge with my thumb.

My Hastings shifts had given me a deep appreciation for sitting perfectly still on a Wednesday morning.

Sarah asked if the classifieds had any good used cars this week.

She said her sedan was making an awful grinding noise on the highway and she needed a replacement soon.

She complained that every dealership in town was asking too much for high-mileage cars.

I told her she could try the lots in Grand Island.