Blossom in a red fedora. Frank could hardly believe it. She seemed so innocent, the way her yellow hair curled thickly over her forehead...and those glasses! Sturdy black frames, because she was so myopic thinner frames couldn't support the thick lenses she needed just to see the sheet music.
But she never needed sheet music. This was just an alibi invented for Frank's benefit. A mysterious woman, that Blossom.