She left the office.

I sat with the desk lamp on and the survey page beside the transfer.

Five thousand dollars wouldn’t cover everything, but it would put Carl’s title search and the bank audit on the record.

I took the velvet box from my handbag and opened it.

The medal caught the lamplight, small and bright.

The ribbon had a crease in it from being stored under the quilts.

I smoothed it with my thumb.