How would you interpret this sentence? Her face brightened. “The other one is from me. I made a painting for you!” Frida only gives paintings to people she has loved. It was unexpectedly hard to keep from crying as she fetched the crate from the other room and lugged it in. It must be a small portrait; the outer crate is only the size of a suitcase, easily managed with regular baggage. But heavy as lead, for its size. She must have put a lot of paint on that canvas. How would you interpret this sentence: easily managed with regular baggage? Thank you! PS: It’s from the Lacuna by Kingsolver.