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

bright fluorescent light from above. She was talking to Mrs. Gable, who was buying a carton of fresh strawberries and a small loaf of rye bread.

“You betcha, Mrs. Gable,” Brenda was saying, her voice carrying over the hum of the cooling units. “They are much sweeter this week. They came in from the southern valley yesterday.”

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