Eleven Years of Eating Lunch by a Window in Columbus, Ohio, Ended With a Box I Never Expected

“And nothing leaves this room except the tote and the log sheet.

Nothing in a purse.

Nothing in a coat pocket.”

“That’s a brand-new rule.”

“It’s an old rule.

You just never had to hear it before.”

He walked out.

Megan trailed after him, then stopped in the doorway.