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

said, raising his hand to point at my basket.

Five or six shoppers in the adjacent lanes stopped to stare, their carts idling on the linoleum.

Among them was Clara Higgins, who lived just three doors down from me and always shared her zucchini bread in August.

Clara looked down at her own cart, pretending she had not heard a word.

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