Why was it that she could never say things right? Di had to be honest. She knew coddling him and only giving half of her answer--that she did believe him--would lead to potential problems for him farther down the road if she did not point out how very legitimate the reservations of others were. When he was forced to confront that fact, what then? Back to square one.

And now this. Was she matronizing him? Maybe she was, but she still stood by what she said. Di got to her feet and turned away. She'd get them, she'd show him, and if nothing came of that?

Well, she didn't know what she could possibly do to help him figure this out.

"I'll be back." She murmured, just barely audible.