I smiled.
“Hi.”
“I need to borrow a few things.”
Naturally.
“What?”
“The big cooler. Your slow cooker. And do you still have those two folding tables?”
“Yes.”
“Perfect.”
She actually started walking toward my garage as though the conversation had already ended.
“Wait.”
She stopped.
I went inside.
When I returned, I was holding a clipboard.
Her expression immediately changed.
“What’s that?”
“A lending agreement.”
She laughed.
I didn’t.
She looked at the page.
I had written down every item she wanted.
Large cooler — replacement value: $120.
Slow cooker —
