"Gee," she said, "when I think of all that meat in the deep freezer...."
"I wouldn't stock so much," he said. "I really wouldn't."
She twisted away from him. "Honey. I'm jittery. Something's ... I don't know. In the air, I guess."
The wind rattled the windows.
While Lois was warming dinner, his son came in.
"Hi, Eddie."
"Hi, Larry."
"Eddie, when we gonna get the TV fixed?"
Eddie put down the newspaper. "We just don't have a hundred dollars or so right now." He searched for matches on the table by the chair. "Lois, oh, Lois, where're the matches?"