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“It is,” Martha smiled. “But I’m the self that hands you the pencil.”

Martha rocked gently. “Sugar,” she said, nodding toward the wooden box beside the door. “The old menu’s in there. Laminated. You just circle what you want with the golf pencil and slide it under the kitchen window.” cracker barrel front porch self service

She’d won again.