Jean wanted the town folk to pass along to her any items that should go on the agenda for the next town meeting. They wrote it up together. After some...minor modifications and re-ordering of paragraphs, Jean pronounced it done. She thanked Amy profusely for her excellent work. Amy beamed and set about printing a large quantity of copies for distribution.At the end of the day, Jean buttonholed Michael and told him that the newsletters were ready for distribution. Michael collected them and headed. “Nope! No sign of them! You can still probably make it there in time if you leave right now. Just take my truck! Keys are on the counter!”She wasn’t a fan of driving such a big car, but she really didn’t want to be late. She snagged the keys, her water, her gym bag, and raced out the door to the sound of Patrick saying he’d have dinner started when she got home.She was about halfway to the gym when the Bluetooth in the car started to ring. She was getting a call from Carla. “Hey, I’m really. As he opened the door and stepped out of the car, applause, cheers and calls of ‘Welcome Home Gunny’ echoed from a number of locations in the neighborhood. Rae Jeanne wahooed and waved – John realized that the big guy with his arms around her must be her lucky husband and thought he would have to go over and introduce himself to the man…later – what was his name….Carl, he thought. He helped Dee out of the car, turning to unload the trunk while she fussed around getting the baby out of the car. Why can’t you support me for a change?’ ‘You come and tell me he cheated on you and I’ll tell you he’s a rotten bastard. Do you really expect me to condone what you’ve done? I can’t even think of enough adjectives to describe what an awful thing that was to do. At least he hasn’t left you.’ ‘He still could.’ ‘It would serve you right.’ ‘Mother! How about some support? I can’t talk about this with you. I’m getting off.’ Shouldn’t your own parents take your side once in a while? Why couldn’t.