Wish You Were Here
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by Stewart O'Nan
The mail would come on Monday automatically, and the paper. She needed to buy Marcia something for watching the house. What else?
Gas for the car, and dog food. A new bulb for the bathroom. The milk in the fridge was iffy, and the eggs. She needed crispbread to go with her Lappi, and fresh veggies. Tomatoes, peaches—anything she wanted to eat this week. As always, dinner was a riddle. She’d have to make a list.