He said we needed to talk once I had the catfish stand ready.Mike and I had a meeting. I explained to him that I would not ask him for any money until... the business could repay the loan and still give him a living wage. But that I expected him to help me with the construction of the stand. I would pay him a minimum wage but nothing more.He agreed, so I put Fred and Alice on the lookout for a trailer. I explained that if the price were right I was open to most any trailer. What they came up with. Dingvali had got the distinct impression that the ‘offer’ of Verisa as his bed fellow was not entirely optional. He was surprised to be told he had to satisfy his black slave – “uhh, no, she is free and she is doing you a favour. You do her one too!” He wasn’t even sure how to satisfy a black woman. The generally held view was that they were a lesser, more animal species. The fact that she was clearly as intelligent as him, as capable as him, and with wider skills than him; all that was. "Okay," she said as the video continued to rewind, "that's my friend Robin. If the front door isn't completely latched, slamming the back door will cause it to open like that. I wonder why she was here tonight." We watched the video. The woman walked backwards into the kitchen, spent some time at the counter, and then walked backwards out of view under the camera. Another view showed her walking backwards into the office we were in. There was a piece of paper in her hand. "I bet she left a note. Her husband, Brad, drank a lot and when he drank he often got physical with Rebecca. She’d even had to go to the emergency room once or twice. Each time Brad sobered up, he’d cry and apologize to Rebecca and promise not to do it again. He’d keep his word until the next time he tied one on. James, Mary, and Abby tried to talk Rebecca into leaving Brad, but each time she believed that he would change and forgave him. When the Stewarts talked about Rebecca, the mood got somber. The whole situation.