[It's a good bet that this story will not make sense if you haven't read chapters 1, 2 and 3. This is a story about a polyamorus family. They may not live is a world that looks much like the world you live in. It's Ok. They live in a fictional world. The laws of Nebraska, Washington or Germany do not necessarily apply.]
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"I'm not his mother!"
"When Martha brings her kids to the house you become Momma Jenn. I become Daddy Nick. John becomes Daddy John. Every one of those changes changes all our relationships with all the other adult-to-adult relationships in the family. Being my wife changes your relationship to Sandy, Karen, Donna, and Janice."
"I'm wondering if Martha has thought about all of this." Jenn said.
"I'm sure she's thought about some of it, but perhaps not all. I haven't wrapped my thinking around being a Daddy. I know that. I have no experience being a Dad or having a child see me as a parental figure. Having a Dad doesn't qualify me for the job of being one anymore than having had my appendix out qualifies me to be a surgeon. We are all into new territory and we need to lean on each other to learn how to be who we now are."
"John was introducing me to thinking about being his wife, his lover, his sister and..."
"I don't think so." Sandy said. "John was letting all of us know that as far as he's concerned he accepts that he is loved, accepted and it's not just because Bill got hurt. He was letting you know that his interest in you goes beyond being your housemate, brother and fellow worker at the BC. He sees you as a lover and wife, too."
"I don't think he's had a single thought about a week from now he's going to be Daddy John." I said.
"Even if he hasn't thought about all that, he certainly has prompted me to think about all of it." Jenn said.
"And probably Bill's call to Martha got her thinking, too." Sandy said.
Our rooms were across the hall from each other. Martha and Jennifer in 244 Jeremiah in 246 and Sandy and me in 245. We had dinner together in the hotel dining room. I noticed we were all more than a little somber and serious as we started the meal. When the salads were gone and the main meals served Martha said, "We're acting like the church leaders have some power over us. I know I haven't done anything wrong. Each of us knows we just want to be free to love each other. The old men who will presume to judge us live in a world we have already rejected. We will attend their hearing simply to declare that we haven't done anything wrong. We haven't even done anything illegal."
"So, maybe we should talk about what being something other than normal looks like, starting right after the hearings." Jenn said.
Jeremiah asked, "Will you live with the family and accept that you are wife to Nick, Bill and John?"
As Martha answered, "Yes" Jennifer nodded her agreement.
Jeremiah asked, "Will you teach Matthew and Ruth to call them Daddy Nick, Daddy John and Daddy Bill?"
"Yes." Martha said, "And Momma Karen, Momma Sandy, Momma Donna, Momma Janice and Momma Jenn! What lucky children to have so many people loving them!"
Jeremiah looked at me and asked, "Is there going to be a wedding, bringing Martha and Jennifer into the marriage?"
"There can be. Why?"
"I'd like to be invited. I think Martha's mom would like what you are doing. It may not be the way we were raised but it seems more in line with how I read scripture than how the church does things. If I were a few year younger I might want to think about joining in a family like yours, too."
Sandy touched his arm and said, "In case you don't know it, you're already in. Your Grandpa to the kids and Dad to Martha. With your permission, I'd be honored to call you Daddy as well."
"What about your real Daddy?" Jeremiah asked.
"He died some years ago. I lived for a while with Pete, Nick's Dad, and I felt like he was my second Dad. He died last year. I think maybe I should warn you... if you accept you probably will become Daddy to Jennifer, Janice, Karen and Donna too."
"I accept."
The somber tone of the evening had lightened and we went for a walk together after finishing dinner.
Early the next morning we met together and walked the three blocks to the Church for Martha's hearing.
When we arrived James, Albert and three other men were sitting outside the room where the hearings would be held. Only one empty chair was left in the area. None of the seated men got up and offered Martha, Jennifer or Sandy a chair. I went back to the reception area and picked up a chair, bringing it back to the waiting area. When I put it down for Sandy or Jennifer none of the other men got up. Jeremiah went to the reception area and got another chair. He and I stood. Our ladies had chairs.
The letters had specified the starting time as ten o'clock. The door to the room opened at quarter after ten and we were invited inside. The room reminded me of a courtroom. There were three tables. One table for the five men already seated at that table and two smaller tables facing the five judges. The two smaller tables had a single chair at each table. Behind the two smaller tables were eight folding chairs.
James sat at one of the smaller tables. Albert and three other men sat behind him on folding chairs. Martha saw what James had done and she sat in the other single chair at the other smaller table. Jennifer, Sandy and I sat with Jeremiah on the folding chairs behind Martha.
When everyone was seated the judge in the middle of the five said, "This hearing is called to determine if the allegations of adultery charged against Martha Simmons, wife of Pastor James Simmons are valid. This is not a court of law it is a simple hearing held to reach the truth about the allegations. James, do you have your witnesses all here and ready to proceed?" He nodded and said, "Yes, we are here are prepared."
The judge looked at Martha and asked, "Mrs. Simmons, do you have all your witnesses here and ready to proceed?"
Martha said, "We are here Sir, however we did not receive a response to our request for the definitions of adultery and abandonment that we requested. May we have those before this hearing goes any farther?"