4/6/73 Dear Kirby I'm sorry I didn't answer right away. I had to go and have a bit of a think. You already know that I find it hard to give my trust. You might have an idea why this is, but I think it's past time I laid my cards on the table. Cassandra's father, Ray, was a good man in many ways but when he drank it was like living with a different person. To begin with I tried to tell myself that it wasn't him, it was the alcohol saying those hurtful things, making those threats. But after a while the good times when he was sober stopped outweighing the bad times when he wasn't Love, Jane.