She started beating on the door and demanding to be let out. Nothing happened for several minutes and then the door opened and Kraven came in."Why am ... in here? Why have you locked me up?" It was necessary to give me some time to figure out what to do with the Widow Parker." The Widow Parker? I don't understand." Right about now your husband should be stuffed into a trash can in some alley and the question for the Widow Parker is would she like to be in the next trash can over or would she. It seems that before it was fashionable my dad had found the flair of being bi sexual; liking men as well as women. Mum said the final straw was when she came home unexpectedly and found him in bed with his own brother and his brother's wife.In the early days after discovering this; she would never tell me any of the real details as she felt it may trigger something in me which would make me the same as dad; but what she did not know was that for the last ten months I had been experimenting. There was not much there that she had not seen before, though the one, as she glanced, seemed a bit unusual: Forced feminism? Hmmm. That, she thought, that, could be interesting. Then she said, "I understand. I am familiar and experienced with this. I have been-" "Are you?" Ms. Needmore asked, archly. "Please do not be sanguine, Ms. Chantel. My husband slept with my maid. He paid her money. He was disloyal!" Desiree Needmore stood up, slapped the desk with a fine nailed hand, and burst out,. After an hour or so, the girls went back to the bow and arrow practice and I went off to hunt.Once I was out on the plains about a mile south of me I spotted a fairly large herd of bison, and a small herd of horses. With winter ending the herds were migrating north once again. I didn't want to take down any game as large as a horse or bison knowing we would be leaving soon to search for Treeya, and because we had no way of preserving that much meat (I would have to solve this problem) it would.