Thankfully, they had taken her into custody at her at her own apartment, and she had categorically refused to discuss who had been employing her, so m... wife and I had completely dodged any legal difficulties or fines.Marta had known they were closing in. That is why she had approached us, asking for our assistance in one matter. We had agreed, and for this reason I had known not one moment of concern that Marta would breathe a word of our hiring her.So when the agents had shown up to apprehend. Everythingwas fuzzy and I had to practically press my face to the mirror to see what Iwould have called, in my wild days, the "gayest" glasses I've ever seen. Theywere brown and big squares with rounded corners each with gold trim. The sidescame down in the front to attach to the glasses at the bottom.Over the next month, the glasses never left my face and finally, my stepmomremoved them. I panicked! I was practically blind! She led me to an open bookand asked me to read. I saw a huge blob of. The bun wound up tightly on top of her head. She hadn’t cut her hair since Harry died and, when she let it down, it reached to her buttocks. No one saw it down, not even Constance. It had been that long when she’d married, and she’d cut it only after having a baby, when it was too much trouble to deal with.Her eyes dropped to her sweat suit. It was a mess too, with paint smears on both pieces. She backed up, and looked at herself in the mirror. That paint was a badge of honor, she decided.. ‘You going to go home or are you going to stay in the car all night?’ ‘Ah…I’m going home,’ Luke said. Lorraine didn’t say much to Luke when he got home. She was still wearing her bathrobe even though it was late afternoon. She did have dinner ready for him, though, and they sat down to eat. Lorraine didn’t say a thing to Luke while they ate and, since he wasn’t sure what to say, he didn’t try to make conversation. Lorraine disappeared into her bedroom after they finished dinner, while Luke.