~"Can you run an errand for me"? she said in a tone that was not really a question. "Go to the bodega on Aricochea and bring me the oranges that the clerk will give you," she said. Tell the clerk you are there to get the oranges for a sick person."

I tried to ask her who was sick, but she ignored my question and gave me a little, persuasive push.  On the way, I kept thinking, How does the clerk know I am coming?~

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