“I know you will.” I got in the car and rolled down the window.

“The mortgage is due on the first.

The loan payment is due on the fifteenth.

The water bill comes out of the account on the twentieth.”

“I know that, Patty.”

“I’m just saying it out loud so you can hear it.” I started the engine and pulled out of the driveway without looking back.

In the rearview mirror, he was still standing on the porch with his hands in his pockets.

Margaret’s new suite was on the second floor of the rehab wing, with a window that looked out on a maple tree.