Why Martha Saved Five Hundred Paper Receipts From Her Weekly Grocery Trips

had not yet started, and only register number two was open. Brenda stood behind the counter, her bright yellow plastic hairclip holding back a stray lock of dark hair as she wiped down the conveyor belt with a blue cloth.

“You look like you are on a mission, Martha,” Brenda said, setting her cloth down.

“I left my basket in the car,continue reading …