.. Miss Flossie ... is teaching you. Your father insists you’re not learning anything of value. Perhaps I should find out for sure.”She pulled her...apron off. “I had to go to the market today, so I have the car. I need to pick up your father. Bernadette, if you’d start the beans cooking that I left on the stove. I’ve already put a roast in the oven. Hilda Mae, I need to teach you how to make biscuits. It’s high time you girls started helping out around here. You need to learn to cook and sew and. Mother and my Aunt surprised me in a way, usually I would be put to work after the meal to clear the table, but this time we just sat and chatted. Emma looked different I thought, more feminine than I was used to seeing her at home, and I could tell from her shape that she must have on one of her corsets under her dress. But it was the make-up and heels she was wearing that surprised me. I couldn't help wondering what Mother or my Aunt thought of her dressing like that, whether this was. I already had a blanket ready. I thought I could use the excuse of being cold to get next to him. So nervous and trying so hard not to show it, but all I could think about was touching him. Finally, I said I was cold and picking up the blanket, I sat down close to him, throwing it over both of us. Sitting in silence, watching the movie, I slid my hand over to his thigh. My hand felt as if it was trembling as I placed it against his leg. Electricity shot through me, I felt light headed. With. We stopped in to let him know that we were back. He wasn’t surprised to see us.“I thought you would be back today. Were you the cause of all of the news from Salem?” he asked.“Yes, we were the cause. What are they saying?” I asked, as we could see that he had a television on in the shop.“Oh, the local police and politicians are worried about the murder rate there, and how this will affect tourism. The DEA is calling it a major drug bust, and the FBI is interrogating all of those found tied up.