Maggie has come to expect and look forward to these magazine missives passed through their modesty screen. She doesn’t even have to look up from her work darning one of her woolen socks in order to reach over and pluck the tear out from John’s hand.
She lays it on the ground next to her and reads it over while she continues to weave columns of yarn across a hole in the heel.
It’s silent for a full two minutes, which John should know by now means that Maggie is giving this serious thought. Then, finally:
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She lays it on the ground next to her and reads it over while she continues to weave columns of yarn across a hole in the heel.
It’s silent for a full two minutes, which John should know by now means that Maggie is giving this serious thought. Then, finally:
“These lists were designed to annoy people.”