Matt led the way down the frozen foods aisle
at Ukrop’s grocery store, a fist full of coupons as he studied the
rows of boxes inside the refrigerated case. He took shopping
seriously—he clipped coupons every week, dug through the communal
coupon bin in front of the store before he entered to see if anyone
had deposited any he needed, and even printed out savings online
when he could. Though Ukrop’s was one of the more pricey stores
around, he shopped there on Saturdays simply because they were
closed on Sundays, and usually marked down items that wouldn’t be
as fresh on Monday. He had detailed notes of what he wanted to buy
for the Super Bowl party, and the cart Vic pushed along behind him
was already overflowing with bottles of soda, large bags of chips,
and enough ingredients
