If this is what he wants to do, then it's only fair I get to do the same thing. I'm done trying to make him happy. If it's my sister he wants, then he... can have her, but I plan on having the same kind of fun he is having. My cell phone rings, and I'm happy to see who is calling me. I quickly answer my phone."Steve, I need you to come to the Golden Crown Hotel, now." Darla, you're at the Golden Crown Hotel? Do you know who else is there?" You mean my cheating husband?" Oh, you know? I'm guessing. Eric adores his father. And it just crushed him when Pete disappeared. He's at the age where a boy needs his father. You know that. You and John are so close. It just kills me to watch how wonderful you are with John when my own boy has no male authority figure in his life anymore."She tried to stem the flood of tears streaming down her cheeks, but her throat felt constricted and she soon gave up. Fred put his arm around her again and patted her arm."I have to agree that when you and Eric got. "Honey, I understand. I have been where you are right now. All of it. The part about how you enjoyed being together, the part about sex being for him, and the part about him trying to make you feel as if oral sex was something only you were supposed to do ... that he didn't have to do things like that. You are best rid of him ... tonight was just the start." My face must have shown something as she continued, "tonight was as close to being raped as it gets before it becomes violent. The slap. And now the world would know that John Wentworth Carstairs was among us, with an unlimited future before him.Richard was one of those who'd get the announcement; I couldn't talk about little Johnnie to him over the phone—on the phone I was Jack Heyward, no relation to either Jackson or Lisa Carstairs—but I wanted him to know. To his I added a brief note: "Sorry, we thought better of all but the first letter of Jeremiah. JEC." He'd get a kick out of it.I wondered idly if he'd try to match my.