 What is it? Kathy. She was devastated last night when I left our home in the storm, unable to explain why I must leave. But you can't tell her. I must tell her. I can no longer keep this from my wife. Jim, please. No, Jim is right. Kathy is good and trustworthy, and most importantly, she's of one flesh with Jim. She must be told. But what if her tongue slips? Or what if someone questions her in town? I've made up my mind.