Jerry, not knowing what else to do, bent down and picked meup, cradling me in his arms, and began to carry me back to the cabins.I thought about tryin... to stop him from carrying me like some helplessfemale, but it dawned on me that, that was just what I appeared to be,and Jerry was, no doubt, just reacting to what he saw, not thinkingabout who was really inside that so feminine exterior. I just relaxedin his arms and allowed him to carry me.When we arrived back at the cabin sites, we were. "You, too, Rita! Daddy is aman! I'm just a woman and you are just girls. He is my husband and heis your father. When I married him, I promised to obey him, and thatmeans you'll obey him, too!" I didn't know why she got so upset, but shecalmed down after taking a deep breath. "That's the way things are, mydarlings, and we have to accept it." She looked at me and then Rita withthis questioning look on her face. We nodded our understanding."I don't know how to be a girl, Mommy," I said. She was a wonderful mother while raising Ben." I haven't proposed to Brenda yet, but to let you know, I intend to. I haven't felt as if I could until the divorce is final." That would be your business and Brenda and I will be divorced someday."Brenda returned and we went in to talk to Pete and Peggy. Pat laid it all out. "So until I find larger quarters for us all, Jonathan has agreed to let you live here. Brenda owns a part of the lodge so the expense will be minimal. Miss Comstock has agreed. Jayne was now on the floor sobbing, I lifted her up and sat her on one of the breakfast stools. Richard was still on the floor, his back against the wall, his eyes blazed at me. “You’ll be sorry for that you ass-hole” he spat. He reached for his phone and started to dial 911. “Go ahead, I’m sure the police would just love to hear you explain all this,” I said, waving my hands around the kitchen at all the broken pots. “Should make for an interesting story?” he cancelled the call and gave me.