Maryanne's head jerked up at the sound. Her nostrils flared just a little, but it was hard to take in anything but the soot that clogged her nose. Her free hand dashed whatever wetness on her cheeks away. She wasn't about to cry in front of a stranger.The streaks smudged.
She nodded toward the boxes she'd gathered together. "I don't know if there's much alcohol content left in those, they were exposed to a lot of heat, but help yourself." She was going to take whatever she'd dug out to one of the other club type places.