Fourteen Maple.

She set the stack inside, closed the lid with her hip, and stood there tapping it while she scrolled through her phone.

Then she laughed at something on the screen, got in her car, and pulled out past me without a glance in my direction.

I wrote the tab and the time on the same line of the notebook and closed it.

A rental truck pulled in behind me, and the driver lifted one hand off the wheel, so I started the car and went.