“That doesn’t explain a forty-dollar jump, Margaret,” Renee said, swiveling the sheet toward me.

“I can write you a check for forty dollars from my account tonight, Renee,” I said.

“That isn’t the point,” she said, leaning back on the stool and folding her arms.

“The point is that every single utility category keeps going up.”

She took a red pen from her portfolio pocket and drew a tight box around the water total.

“Daniel and I are tracking every line item now,” she said.