Six thousand.

The equipment sale had covered the audit retainer and not one dollar more, and the clinic’s account isn’t mine to spend alone.

Outside, a sprinkler ticked around somebody’s yard and shut off.

David slid the plate closer.

I ate one tomato slice, and it tasted like the end of August, and then I set the fork down.

“Say it out loud,” he said.

“Fifteen days on the board.