Nora Played Six Days of Recordings at Her Second Anniversary Dinner

I opened the junk drawer for the bottle stopper.

The ancient phone was there, the one I kept for Maya’s white noise app, and I set it beside the fruit bowl.

I had stuck a strip of blue painter’s tape on its back.

MEMOS, I had written on it.

Julian nodded at the counter.

“What’s that?”

“A speaker.” I pulled the small black Bluetooth speaker out of its plastic shell.

“For white noise.