There was too much going on in my own head to think about what she was thinking. She now knows that I figured out something had happened. I was not ab...e to concentrate on my work at the office. About ten o'clock the phone rang."John. It's Cassie." Yes." There was a short pause on the other end."I am going to go down to my mother's for a few days. Is that all right with you?" How long is a 'few days'?" About a week. Is that OK?" Sure. Give me a call when you are ready to come home." Okay.. I should've told her she was too skinny for me and to come back when she weighed twenty pounds more. Then I'd have rejected her."My girls were HORRIFIED that I could be so evil as to even think of that! They instantly sided with Savannah against me. Twenty pounds was WAY too cruel. Maybe five pounds would've been an acceptable punishment; but twenty was life-destroying for someone like Savannah.I was forced to resort to a very desperate ploy to divert them. I said, "The outfit Savannah was. It seems you were too much of a coward to admit what you’d done, or accord John the credit or the immense service he did to you and Thomas.You know, sometimes I wonder if you, the super-religious saint in the family even thought of that teaching in the gospels. John GOT YOU OFF. You made John into an enemy, and John got you off. “Do good to those who persecute you.” I think it goes. Didn’t impress you though, did it? Get that Peter? You don’t really understand or follow the core teaching of. "I thought it made you randier!" Yeah, that, too," Darleen sighed. "It's kind of hard, isn't it? Being a faithful wife and all, I mean. Sitting home alone all day, doing the fucking housework, washing the dishes and getting hotter and hotter until you have to frig off." Think we should get jobs?" Caroline asked."Naw. Oh, I don't know. I mean, I don't want a career or anything, I don't hold with that women's lib crap. Still, a job wouldn't be as boring as housework." She paused, her eyebrows.