she had on a pair of black boots that extended over her jean pants and stopped just below her knees . `` you should n't have done that , '' she breathed , surprised at how husky her voice was . `` spicy pork over cellophane noodles , '' she said , as if ants and trees were as common as peanut butter and grape jelly on wonder bread . it seemed too late to apologize now , and knowing lea , it would n't change anything , not that i expected it would . 