Dorothy was telling me about something served in the lunch room, which included a discussion of chicken legs and chicken wings. I asked her a question about the difference, and she said, "I don't know. I think Evelyn might have been confused. I'm getting all my facts from Evelyn."
The temperature dropped into the 40s here, and I turned on the truck's heater for the first time. After a few sniffs, Dorothy said, "It smells like Christmas at Grandma and Grandpa's."