what you already owe.”
“This is insane.”
“You made me realize I’ve been far too casual about lending my belongings.”
Her expression turned offended.
“I always return your things.”
“Eventually.”
“Nothing has ever happened before.”
“The mixer happened.”
“That mixer was ancient.”
“It worked when you borrowed it.”
She tossed the clipboard onto my porch table.
“This is unbelievably petty.”
“Then don’t borrow anything.”
“I’ve borrowed from you for years.”
“I know.”
“And suddenly you expect paperwork?”
“Yes.”
“Over one stupid mixer?”
I looked directly at her.
“It wasn’t stupid
