I picked it up, set it on the arm of the sofa, and left my hand on it.

The hall clock said one forty, and then it said two.

By twenty to four the van keys lay on the kitchen counter beside the fruit bowl, with a plastic tag from the rental company the size of a playing card.

I put my hand flat on the counter next to them and left it there.

Six weeks ago I would have hung them on the hook by the door.

Helen called.