She has her typical determined saunter. Which is an art considering “determined” and “saunter” are difficult to marry. But that’s my girl.

“Mail, ” she breathes with a flared nose. “Is this actually mail?”

“Yes. Are you going to pay my bills?”

“Wait,” she says suddenly serious. “What am I going to do?”

Mm-hmm. That’s the nature of bills sometimes, Sweet One.