They needed to see her social security card. She expected it would take her the better part of the day to find it (why was something so important so small and thin and flimsy?) and was pleasantly surprised to see it neatly tucked away in the first place she thought to look. She used the extra time to sit on the floor by the filing cabinet and remove ten years of bank statements she could not imagine needing ever again.
Various Writings by Erin Bregman 