« You already planned this? »
I could hear the rest coming.
Lila folded her arms. « It makes people feel remembered. »
I stared at her. « Forty pies? »
« Thirty-eight, » she said. « But 40 sounds better. »
She brightened. « I checked the store app. If we buy the cheap flour and the apples on sale, and if I use my babysitting money-«
I cut in. « You already planned this? »
I held out for about three seconds.
« Maybe. »
I sighed. « We don’t have enough pie tins. »