“Don’t thank me.” I squeezed her hand and let go.

“I left a plate in the sink for Gary.

It’s the first thing he’s going to see when he goes to wash the dishes.”

Margaret laughed, and it turned into a cough, and then she laughed again.

“That’s my sister.”

I picked up the empty box and flattened it against my leg.

The cardboard made a soft popping sound.

“I have one more load in the car.”