Roto-operated, the salesman said. Like everyone knew what that meant. Well she figured it out quickly enough, and thought it was a nice touch. Winch out the windows with a twirl of your wrist.

They were hard to start, though. Once you got the window cranked a few inches open, it was easier, but it was hard to get the handle to turn at first. Hard to get the window to crack open. So she just pushed it.

The handle turned itself.

From then on she just pushed them open. She liked the way the handle spun around on its own, as if pretending to protest its new role, but actually liking it just fine.