The lottery happens on the 27 of June every year. Mr. Summers calls all the villagers to gather around in the street to draw for the men to draw for their families and they can not un fold the paper until everybody has a had a turn.

He is the one who is doing the lottery for the villagers.

he ask the men to come and draw their family.

She is a mother, she also has a husband. his name is joe. She joins her husband and kids which they are close to the front of the crowd.

He nodded and held up the slips of paper. "Put them in the box, then," Mr. Summers directed. "Take Bill's and put it in." "I think we ought to start over," Mrs. Hutchinson said, as quietly as she could. "I tell you it wasn't fair. You didn't give him time enough to choose. Everybody saw that."

Seems like there's no time for lotteries. 

"There goes my old man." Mrs. Delacroix said. She held her breath while her husband went forward.