When it came to eight o'clock Itook the first tray up to Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Placing the tray on thetable by the door, I knocked it quietly. On hearin...g ?come in' I openedthe door, picked up the tray and made my way over to the dressing table.Mrs. Smith was sitting up in bed, but Mr. Smith was still asleep."Have you delivered Mr. Land's breakfast yet, Stephanie." No ma'am," I replied."Good girl. Now I'm guessing you've prepared the usual, but be sure togive Mr. Land anything he wants. We can't. " I think we'll live here," Rex decided. "What do you say?"I shook my head. "Why not Tacoma?"Rex frowned."The priestesses were telling me that Tacoma is an entire city of Glassnerians. The new Theocracy rules out of there. They even have electricity."Rex grinned. "An entire city?"I nodded my head. I knew we were never returning to California. None of us wanted to cross Oregon again. The Christians were bigots and murderers. I never wanted to live among them again. The Glassnerians were more my. Dell Springer took a snapshot of her five year old son David as he sat in the little rocker. He was intently listening to the big brown combination record player and radio in their living room. His favorite afternoon show was on, Miss Richards' "Radio Playtime for Children". Second only to "The Lone Ranger", which was on later in the evening, Miss Richard's program was an important part of David's daily routine. Now days more than ever, since David hoped that his letter might be read on the. I also mentally prepared myself for the changes that He would undoubtedly want, whatever they may be. The time came far too soon, and Master packed my things into the trunk of His car. Then He seated me in the front of the car and went around to the driver’s seat Himself. ‘Now, jade, when we get to Master Thomas’s place, I don’t want any tears. This is going to be hard enough on us both, so let’s just get through it as quickly as we can, understand?’ ‘Yes, Master…but I can’t make any.