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

together against the concrete curb, their metal frames cold under the fluorescent parking lot lights.

Brenda kept the engine of her small sedan running, the heater blowing a thin stream of warm air against our knees.

“Look at register four,” Brenda said, pointing through the windshield.

From our spot, we could see through the wide glass front of the store,continue reading …