"You sat in some chocolate," said Thane, noticing the stain on her blue jeans.
"What?"
Thane pushed the stack of screens back the other way while Barengaria eased their fall against the locker.
"I said you sat in some chocolate."
"Let's put everything back in the same place," said Yardena, "so it won't look like we moved just the screens back."
They neatened the basement in the gathering darkness, righting overturned containers, stacking fallen boxes, returning rusty tools to their place on the pegboard.
"You have a stain on the back of your pants. I think maybe you sat in some chocolate at school."
"Okay."
"So what do we have?" Yardena asked.
"We have two addresses of people who thought enough of us to send us Christmas presents," Barengaria said.
"Eight years ago." Thane was sk
