“Mother used to drive it to church every Sunday but her gentleman friend, Mr. Propson, takes her now,” Ben said. “Beulah Carver. I daresay she’s the only one in the book. She’ll give you the key, but don’t tell her how you know me.” “You’ve been in jail for almost thirty years. Don’t you think she’ll figure it out?” “I kept men’s nipples in her refrigerator for three years and told her they were herbal treatments for alopecia. What do you think?” John conceded the point.
