Chapter 78

Dear Will

Don't try to take too much responsibility. It won't work. One of Major Fabio's concubines was a regular attendee of Alcoholics Anonymous meetings. One day while many of the concubines were gathered in the lagoon and chatting I overheard her talking to one of the concubines of Jerome, one of the replacement tankers. I didn't hear what inspired her to speak, but she clearly said.

"You can't try to do it all. If it seems overwhelming just think of this. Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference."

Erica and I had been relaxing on our deck, teasing the babies, so we heard those words clearly. We've talked to Louisa about it and the woman laughed. She said that while it was not originally meant as a prayer to cheer up concubines it would work perfectly. We even repeated it to Bree and Violet only for the two ladies to giggle.

They then told us that the only thing they wanted to change was that they wanted babies where somehow we were the father's. God, I love Violet so much. She's pretty, sweet, loving and loyal. I told you she was writing poems while pregnant. Well, she's now working with Katya, Alexis and Jennifer on turning the poems into upbeat pop songs. She is even working on some music videos and we might allow her to do a concert tour on Wadi.