Samuel Reed Kept an Old Wooden Bat Behind the Pantry Door for Twenty Years
She looked at it.
Then she slid it under the phone book by the wall and smoothed the corner down.
“You need something?” I asked.
“Just the grocery total.” She caught my eyes and held them a second too long.
“It’s nothing.”
She reached behind the pantry door for the colander, and her elbow caught the old ash bat.
It came down flat on the linoleum, loud as a dropped board, and we both stood there.
“Sorry,” she said.
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