We go in and we sit on the set and there are these trays,” Guthrie joked, explaining that in the trays for their personal items, Kotb had left, “like, one contact and, like, expired ...
Eketi entered the house without finesse—one box had scraped her knee, and her palm was sore from trying to hold up the other one. The living room was a tidy but startling neon green. Minimally ...