So how goes the work on Annie? Theresa asked. Aaron watched her as she nervously munched on a carrot. She was a jittery, red-faced girl. She looked up too fondly at Becca, Aaron thought.
We had oneregularservant, afisherman'swife, and the oc- casionalhelpof a big, red-faced girl whoate a whole pot of jamwhilemy mother was atchurch and ac- cusedmeof it.