Rarely anybody knocked on these doors, never on my birthday at least.And bell rang again, this time with more urgency and this time reluctantly I got ...up,It was she, she in person, walking in beauty.I was stunned, lost, and speechless. She broke my trance,“Hey what were you doing, took so much time in opening the door,” a beatific smile.And welcoming her I said,"I never thought a wandering dream will knock at these portals, but I never told you that today is…"And she interrupted,"Julius Caesar,. .." I didn't finish saying whatever I was going to say. I just rose and left. She was smiling benignly. My stomach was settling. A new emotion was finding its way into my mind and heart—anger.The kids ran to me. Clara was in her last year of grade school. Johnny would have one more to go. They were the perfect age; they were for me at any rate. I couldn't lose them. The upshot of that was that I would have to put up with my new status as Mabel's cuckold, at least for now, in order not to lose. ”“What did he say that upset you so much? There are very few things that would have that effect on me, so I am curious.”“He said that my little sister was a better fucker than any of the regular whores in this town.”“Okay, I will admit that would upset me, too. IS THERE ANYONE HERE WHO HEARD THAT STATEMENT?”Several voices rang out to substantiate what the man holding the pistol had said. Since dueling was perfectly legal in Texas at this time, it sounded like justifiable homicide to me. No man. . and youknow my daughters BethAnn and Molly."Oooops!!! I could see the raised eyebrows on Mrs. Nelson just after Isensed Mom wanting to take back the last portion of her statement about her'daughters'. As Mrs Nelson had a girl who attended by old high school, buta year younger, she knew Mom did not have TWO daughters!!!! Well.... thelittle stammering and stunted response of Mrs. Nelson did not go unnoticedby anyone in our little group as BethAnn and I stood to take her hand andsay hello. Fear.