"Hi, Obi." Alice said. "Would you mind helping me with this chair?" It was one of those new-fangled rocking chairs. A glider? It looked new. Alice wondered for a moment if Verity got it because it was good for moms to rock babies to sleep. That would make sense.
She moved around to the back side of the chair and picked up the heavy end with ease. "It's not that heavy, it's just awkward. And it wants to rock while I'm carrying it."