She carried nothing in her hands, no purse, no personal possessions of any kind, but when Arty opened the door she raised herhand and dimmed her eye, taking one last drag from a cigarette before extinguishing it under her bright silver heel.
Sheopened the coat, got back down on her knees, and with one hand yanked the skirt of the coat up behind her, folded over on itself, so that it was out of the way.