I can't believe it! I mean...why? What right has he to just pass our daughter over to this perfect stranger?" "And…a negro at that!" Deidre's mother pointed out. "That has nothing to do with it, mother! I wish you would stop going on and on about it! I would feel the same way if she were white!" Deidre snapped, her mind in a whirl over what could possibly be going on. "You mark my words, they're slick! I'm betting she's out to hook your daughter in order to have a stronger hold on him. They are cunning...don't you think they aren't. Silly daughter of yours has played right into her hands. I get a feeling we're going to need to call in a lawyer! I can feel it...yes...we better give him a call." "Mother! I can't think with you going on and on and on! Please!" Deidre stopped her pacing to growl. "Oh, come on! What's there to think about? If they weren't up to something, he would have told you where they were, so we could just go pick her up and leave already! But he didn't! I'm beginning to wonder if they didn't put her up to this!
