Meeting in the Supermarket

Rosemary Roberts always went shopping in town on Saturday mornings, when her husband could look after the four children. It was for her like an outing. She enjoyed picking what she needed in a supermarket, working through the list she had with her, comparing the prices and differences in quality, pushing the trolley in front of her. She had become so used to the geography of the building with various lanes that she never had to ask where she could find a particular item. She had also noticed...