Chapter 4So tell me, what was your name in the States?
Was it Johnson or Thompson or Bates?
Did you murder your wife?
Did you flee for your life?
So tell me, what was your name in the States?
—Contemporary ditty
The canvas door flaps of the Canary home twisted lazily in the breeze, causing shards of light from a late afternoon sun to dance gently on the dirt floor.
“Come on now, Jane. I told Doctor Glick you would bring the puppy to him today,” Ma said. “You've dawdled long enough.”
Charlotte had really mended her ways in the last few weeks. She didn't care so much about the gossip, but when Lana had started asking questions that she didn't really want to answer, she had sobered up, and as far as Jane could tell, ceased her illicit s****l exploits. Ma now took in laundry to make mo
