"Oh God, the books!" Jennifer said.
"Huh?"
"I have a lot of books."
"More shelves," Oliver said. "I'll help you with the books."
"We'll need boxes."
"I'll get some tomorrow at the U-Haul place."
"Rupert will be gone after nine."
"I don't care," Oliver said.
"It just makes things smoother," she said.
By late afternoon the next day, they had carried the last load into the apartment. The living room was full of boxes. They sat at the kitchen table and made plans. Jennifer was going to work in the morning, the day before Thanksgiving. Oliver was going to make shelves and then move his tools down to the basement. They could use his workbench to hold the additional kitchen stuff. Jennifer had a whole set of dishes she had bought, refusing to use the ones that had belonged to Rupert's parents.