Auntie Mayer sat with Bobby in the main room, cracking sunflower seeds as she instructed him on how to have sex.
Although Bobby was almost thirty, he was slow-witted, ugly, and had a limp. With his family being so poor, no woman was willing to marry him. He was, to put it mildly, completely clueless about sex.
"Did you remember everything I told you?" Auntie Mayer asked uneasily.
Bobby nodded. "I did."
"Good. The girl should be ready by now. Get in there," Auntie Mayer urged excitedly.
But when Bobby went into the room, he saw no one. He cried out, "Ma! The girl's gone!"
"What?" Auntie Mayer jumped, startled. She dropped the seeds in her hand and rushed in. "How could she be gone?"
"I don't know!" Bobby said, his face etched with worry. "Did she escape?"
"Impossible!" Auntie Mayer declared. "The window in this room is too high and too small. How could she have gotten out?"
After a quick search, she found Evelyn Hollis hiding under the bed. "You wretched girl, get out here!"
