Seventy-Two-Year-Old Darla Pays Cash for an Emerald Green Prom Dress
“Rory knew that when he hit the forward button,” Ben said.
I typed my debit card number into the payment boxes and clicked the blue button that said *Submit Payment Now*.
The page reloaded and showed a bright green check mark and a receipt for seven hundred and fourteen dollars.
The whole amount came out of my account at once.
I got home at five thirty, twenty minutes before Sadie came back from her after-school shift at the bakery.
The printed insurance receipt lay on the kitchen table next to the empty chili bowl from Tuesday night.