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

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“I have to learn the scheduling software tonight,” she said, giving a small laugh that sounded more like her old self. “But yes, I am going to be fine.”

She reached out and gave my arm a quick, firm squeeze before she walked toward the breakroom to collect her new nametag.

I watched her go, her green uniform shirt disappearing behind the double continue reading …