And Greta, who is not gentle, read that paragraph in the February and handed it back and said:

“Hannah, he apologized in the only format where you couldn’t say anything back.

“I’m not saying he did it on purpose.

I’m saying that’s four for four.”

Part Twenty-Four: The Cart

On the Saturday I went back to Hennepin Avenue.

I came up the stairs at about a quarter to nine in the morning in jeans, which I had never done, because I had only ever been at that entrance on a weekday in work clothes with eleven minutes of margin.

Binta saw me before I got to the window.