hand-painted scarf. "Oh, this is great, Leigh. How
 
 clever of you to pick it out. It will go with so many of
 
 my outfits. I'm sorry I wasn't there with you, but I will
 
 make it up to you in a thousand ways. You'll see." "I bought Daddy a hand-carved cane," I said
 
 softly.
 
 "That's nice." She went into her bathroom to run her water. I stood there for a moment listening to
 
 her hum to herself and then left.
 
 Daddy arrived shortly before dinner. Momma
 
 was still in her suite talking to her friends on the
 
 telephone and doing her nails and hair. I still hadn't
 
 had an opportunity to tell her about the Spenser sisters
 
 and Fulton and Raymond, but I expected to tell her
 
 everything at dinner. Suddenly, I heard the front door
 
 open and heard Clarence say, "Hello, Mr.
 
 VanVoreen."
 
 Daddy! I thought and jumped up. He was
 
 already in his office, gathering some papers. " Daddy!"
 
 "Hello Leigh. All settled back, are you?" "Yes. Momma's here. She's upstairs." "I see." He went back to his papers quickly. "Are you staying here for a while?" I felt so
 
 sorry for him. He looked tired and worn, older than
 
 ever, and I kept thinking how much worse it would be
 
 for him once he learned about Momma's love for
 
 Tony Tatterton. Maybe he still held on to some hope,
 
 like I had, even though she had gotten the divorce. "No, Leigh. I've got to get back to the office
 
 and prepare for my next journey."
 
 "But where will you sleep tonight?"
 
 "I have rooms at the Hilton. You must not
 
 worry about me. I want you to take good care of
 
 yourself and . . ." His eyes rose as if he could see
 
 through the ceiling into Momma's suite. "And your
 
 mother." He went back to his papers, sorted through