The rest of Penny’s day passed in the usual monotonous blur of activity. She helped with afternoon deliveries, listening to Susan fret constantly that inventory was running dangerously short thanks to limited space for warehousing.
“The spare rooms just don’t have enough space for my regular deliveries.”
Overhead expenses had also dropped, but so had orders. It was an uneasy balancing act. When Susan said she would have to convert the long unused basement into warehousing space, Penny almost objected. There were still a lot of personal things, her dead mother’s things, that she wanted to explore in relative peace in the old basement, but she thought she would have a hard time explaining the reasons to Susan.
Penny resolved to finish searching the old boxes in the basement while she coul
