How To Thump A Cantaloupe For Ripeness

Her arms are raised.  Basking in the coolness of the refrigerator section.

Her face is glowing, like she just mowed the lawn.  Or she just ran a mile to get here.  Or she just had a passionate moment in the parking lot with a purse-sized vibrating egg hot enough to melt her naugahyde bucket seat.

Her cart is nearly empty.  Only a plastic container of ripe strawberries, and a cantaloupe.  She is checking and rechecking them, thumping the melons with such feverish intensity that sweat is starting to appear in rings under her bra strap and a dark triangle of moisture is collecting in the small of her back.  The intensity of her effort is causing moisture to bake from between her breasts.  In fact, smoke appears to be rising.