Bread, cheese, carrots, celery, broth cubes. Will replace when possible.
“Replace? With what?”
Before he could answer, Oliver burst out of the hallway, backpack bouncing.
“Mom! Adrian fixed the door that always stuck!”
I blinked. “Fixed?”
“It closes perfectly now,” Oliver said proudly. “And he made me finish my homework first.”
Adrian’s mouth twitched faintly. “He focuses well when it’s quiet.”
I walked toward the front door—the one that had scraped and jammed for months.
It closed smoothly. The deadbolt turned effortlessly.
