“Here,” I murmured, reaching in my pocket and handing her my handkerchief. “You carry a handkerchief?” She sniffled and dabbed her eyes. “They’re very practical and environmentally friendly,” I murmured, picking up where she’d left off drying the floor. “Tissues and paper towels make up seven point six billion pounds of waste each year, so by using a handkerchief, I can reduce my contribution by twenty-five pounds per year.”
