The clerk typed my name into his computer and gave me a clipboard with a rental agreement on it.

I wrote down my home address and signed at the bottom.

“Six months is the shortest rental,” the clerk said.

“That’s fine with me.”

“Box four twelve is thirty-two dollars for the six-month term,” he said.

I handed him my credit card and watched him run it.

He gave me a receipt and asked me to check the spelling of my name.

I looked over the printed letters and nodded.