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Show in my father's house/ 242 My mother shrugged. "He said a lot of things. He chastised her for supporting the other group and talked about his calling. But there's not much he can do. It's really up to her and she thinks your father pushed his way into his position, that he begged Brother Musser to give him a call. We know that's not so...but LaVona's been brainwashed. I feel so sorry for the children." She began to cry. ' Your daddy loves her and wants her to stay with us. We all do." "Can't something be done?" "Not unless LaVona does it. Brother Musser promised her that if she'd stand by your daddy, he would carry her into heaven as his back load. But if LaVona doesn't want your daddy to carry her, there isn't much any of us can do." The mystery of Aunt LaVona's "divorce" from my father gnawed at me. It gnawed at my father, too, making the holes in his stomach bleed and holding him to a diet of cottage cheese and milk. A question rose from my heart and I wrote it on the blackboard of my mind: If the Principle is true and the way God wants us to li^e, why are we having so much trouble? The people in Wells had been upset about Aunt Rachel's children. The school nurse had been afraid I wasn't being taken care of. I myself had begun to question whether my arm had been set properly (It still hurt and I couldn't control the movement of my fingers yet) and whether I was getting what I needed to grow up right. And then, Aunt LaVona spoke against my father, saying he was wrong, that he didn't have a calling in the Priesthood. And she had left him, saying she didn't get enough attnetion from him - a feeling about my mother and me I had hidden inside. She wouldn't say those things about |
