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There
were
maybe
ten
other
things
that
she
wanted
.
"
We
ought
to
go
back
to
the
fruits
and
vegetables
,
"
I
said
.
"
She
wants
some
tomatoes
and
cucumbers
.
"
Billy
started
to
turn
the
card
around
and
Norton
said
,
"
You
ought
to
go
have
a
look
at
the
checkout
,
Dave
.
"
I
went
and
had
a
look
.
It
was
the
sort
of
thing
you
sometimes
see
photos
of
in
the
paper
on
a
slow
newsday
,
with
a
humorous
caption
beneath
.
Only
two
lanes
were
open
,
and
the
double
line
of
people
waiting
to
check
their
purchases
out
stretched
past
the
mostly
denuded
bread
racks
,
then
made
a
jig
to
the
right
and
went
out
of
sight
along
the
frozen-food
coolers
.
All
of
the
new
computerized
NCRs
were
hooded
.
At
each
of
the
two
open
positions
,
a
harried-looking
girl
was
totting
up
purchases
on
a
battery-powered
pocket
calculator
.
Standing
with
each
girl
was
one
of
the
Federal
's
two
managers
,
Bud
Brown
and
Ollie
Weeks
.
I
liked
Ollie
but
did
n't
care
much
for
Bud
Brown
,
who
seemed
to
fancy
himself
the
Charles
de
Gaulle
of
the
supermarket
world
.
As
each
girl
finished
checking
her
order
,
Bud
or
Ollie
would
paperclip
a
chit
to
the
customer
's
cash
or
check
and
toss
it
into
the
box
he
was
using
as
a
cash
repository
.
They
all
looked
hot
and
tired
,
"
Hope
you
brought
a
good
book
,
"
Norton
said
,
joining
me
.
"
We
're
going
to
be
in
line
for
a
while
.
"
I
thought
of
Steff
again
,
at
home
alone
,
and
had
another
flash
of
unease
.
"
You
go
on
and
get
your
stuff
,
"
I
said
"
Billy
and
I
can
handle
the
rest
of
this
,
"
"
Want
me
to
grab
a
few
more
beers
for
you
too
?
"
