It pinched worse standing.

Beverly’s basket swung a little as she turned toward the register.

“Is Douglas bringing much?

His house must be getting crowded.”

“Busy week at his own place,” she said over her shoulder.

“Thomas has been up on his roof all week with a tape measure, if you can believe it.

Chloe’s got the whole back of the car packed already.”

“Nine days out,” I said again.