ARTHUR MILLER: All My Sons Remember to support your ideas with details from the text. Read this extract, and then answer the question that follows it: [MOTHER comes out. She carries a pot of string beans.] Mother: It's her day off, what are you crabbing about? Chris [to MOTHER]: Isn't Annie finished eating? Mother [looking around preoccupiedly at yard]: She'll be right out. [Moves.] That wind did some job on this place. [Of the tree.] So much for that, thank God. Keller [indicating chair beside him]: Sit down, take it easy. Mother [pressing her hand to top of her head]: I've got such a funny pain on the top of my head. Chris: Can I get you an aspirin? [MOTHER picks a few petals off ground, stands there smelling them in her hand, then sprinkles them over plants.] Mother: No more roses. It's so funny ... everything decides to happen at the same time. This month is his birthday; his tree blows down, Annie comes. Everything that happened seems to be coming back. I was just down the cellar, and what do I stumble over? His baseball glove. I haven't seen it in a century. Chris: Don't you think Annie looks well? Mother: Fine. There's no question about it. She's a beauty. I still don't know what brought her here. Not that I'm not glad to see her, but – Chris: I just thought we'd all like to see each other again. [MOTHER just looks at him, nodding ever so slightly – almost as though admitting something.] And I wanted to see her myself. Mother [as her nods halt, to KELLER]: The only thing is I think her nose got longer. But I'll always love that girl. She's one that didn't jump into bed with somebody else as soon as it happened with her fella. Keller [as though that were impossible for Annie]: Oh, what're you - ? Mother: Never mind. Most of them didn't wait till the telegrams were opened. I'm just glad she came, so you can see I'm not completely out of my mind. [Sits, and rapidly breaks string beans in the pot.] Chris: Just because she isn't married doesn't mean she's been mourning Larry. Mother [with an undercurrent of observation]: Why then isn't she? Chris [a little flustered]: Well ... it could've been any number of things. Mother [directly at him]: Like what, for instance? Chris [embarrassed, but standing his ground]: I don't know. Whatever it is. Can I get you an aspirin? [MOTHER puts her hand to her head. She gets up and goes aimlessly towards the trees on rising.] Mother: It's not like a headache. Keller: You don't sleep, that's why. She's wearing out more bedroom slippers than shoes. Mother: I had a terrible night. [She stops moving.] I never had a night like that. Chris [looking at KELLER]: What was it, Mom? Did you dream? Mother: More, more than a dream. Chris [hesitantly]: About Larry? Mother: I was fast asleep, and – [Raising her arm over the audience.] Remember the way he used to fly low past the house when he was in training? When we used to see his face in the cockpit going by? That's the way I saw him. Only high up. Way, way up, where the clouds are. He was so real I could reach out and touch him. And suddenly he started to fall. And crying, crying to me... Mom, Mom! I could hear him like he was in the room. Mom! ... it was his voice! If I could touch him I knew I could stop him, if I could only – [Breaks off, allowing her outstretched hand to fall.] I woke up and it was so funny – The wind ... it was like the roaring of his engine. I came out here... I must've still been half asleep. I could hear that roaring like he was going by. The tree snapped right in front of me – and I like came awake. [She is looking at tree. She suddenly realizes something, turns with a reprimanding finger shaking slightly at KELLER.] See? We should never have planted that tree. I said so in the first place; it was too soon to plant a tree for him. [from Act 1] How does Miller make this such a striking introduction to Kate?