Chapter 8
Over the next few days, the phone at the farmhouse rang constantly, with a wide range of responses.
Most of their friends were shocked by the allegations and offered their support to Abbey. They understood the depth of Abbey's love for Jed and how she could have done it out of love.
Somehow, though, a few crank calls got through and accused her of murdering the President.
Finally, she unplugged it from the wall.
The mail volume became overwhelming. The mail was also split between those who had faced similar circumstances and understood why Abbey had done it, and those who called it murder and that she really should be facing the death penalty.
Abbey made a call she didn't want to, but felt she had no choice.
"CJ, I do need Toby and you to come up here. Do you mind? I can't handle this media onslaught and I need your expertise."
"We'll be glad to come up. I can come up tomorrow and Toby will be there shortly after. Is there anything else we can do?"
"No. I just need a friend right now."
"Abbey, you can always count on me."
"Thanks, CJ."
Both Jed and Abbey had done a lot for CJ and Toby, and were grateful that they could help Abbey in a small way during this time of crisis. Jed had pardoned Toby the last day of the Presidency for the leak and Toby had been able to start over again. Yeah, they owed Jed a great deal.
They believed that the First Lady had done what she did as an act of mercy. They were well aware of the rapid decline of the President in the last few weeks of his life. Although Abbey had asked for no visitors, Liz had kept in constant contact with the former Senior Staff so they would be aware of what was going on at the farm.
But their personal beliefs were put aside. A friend needed their help and they were grateful that she had called.