Muriel left her groceries in the car.
The rabbit was obviously not ticking.
But that didn't mean there wasn't cause for alarm.
placing her hand on an electric eye she pressed
toward the wall. The small of her back was pushing against
the edge and it was starting to leave a painful mark in her skin.
This she imagined. But that didn't mean she didn't feel it.
It was awkward. Horribly awkward. She tried to shift her weight but
there wasn't a position that would be easier to do what she needed to do.
Suddenly with a crash the whole thing came down, ledges, tumblers, davenport,
and the fennel.
The groceries waited in the car.