“What’s with all the Amazon boxes?” Lidia asks, scanning the brown stacks along the wall by the front door.

I flip my wrist, signaling it’s nothing. “I found a few items for the kitchen and some picture frames.”

“Well, there are three new ones out on the front porch,” Lidia informs, peering through the front window. Turning to me, she raises an eyebrow. “Is all this stuff making you happy? Or are you bored?” she asks, concern upon her face.

“I’m ...