Anna Pearson was a few feet away, working on her roses. A broad hat protected her from the sunlight, but her tall frame was already bronzed from many ...ours of dedication to her flowers. She wore a white, baggy, sleeveless blouse, and red shorts that reached almost to her knees, one foot was encased in a walking boot and she leaned on two crutches. She was Chris’ old German teacher, who came to Lawrence many years before as the bride of a professor, widowed relatively young, and raised a family. Dot was standing at the counter polishing a soda glass. She said, “What happened to your car?”I said, “I traded it in for something a lot cooler.” I was getting into that 1940s slang. Dot looked at the little roadster, which was sitting outside with its top down, and nodded approvingly.I said, “Are there any boarding houses around here?”She said, “Sure Sheriff. My mom runs one. Do you want me to show you?” And she rushed around the counter, grabbed me by the hand and dragged me out the door.We. " She started to get up but sat back down again as she lost her balance, giggling. I scolded her across the table, "Lena you're pissed, you're not having any more, or I'll be pushing you home in a bloody wheelbarrow." She thought this idea was immensely amusing, then she said in a voice that was just a little too loud, "If I'm drunk Annie, you'll be able to have your wicked way with me." This seemed to amuse her even more. I said, "Right that's it, we're going home, now." I looked at the clock. .I wiggled a finger in it and found it was wet and loose. I aked if they had fucked yet? She said no hadn't fucked her yet. Tommy doesn't know I know they fuck. She said don't go out there , he'll freek out and leave. Well I'll stay inside till after you two get finished with what ever you are doing I told her. She said OK thanks and walked out side. I could see him in the tub as she carried his drink to him. The way the sun was shinning he couldn't see me inside the sliding glass door so I.