Sunday Am...very early

So much information, and much that I wish I didn't have to tell you readers or keep as a reminder to myself in some other day, if I live and the Lord tarries.
On Thursday, we learned that Teddy Swinney had hanged himself in their front yard.  Leslie, his wife, found him that afternoon when she went home from work.
We later learned that he had said that he was going to kill himself because he was facing jail time for not paying child support.  His daughter will now face each day knowing that her father had rather hang himself than feed her.  What a message to leave for those behind.
All of Rutledge has been talking so much about it.
Cherokee and I went by to sign the register at Smith's yesterday.
He looked nice.
Friday evening, Rhonda, Randy's wife, came by pretty late to get him from work.  I told her he had left some time before, and had actually left early, because he was riding with Penny.  She had wanted to leave early to take her sister home to Virginia.
Rhonda said that Randy was perhaps at Penny and Kerry's house, visiting with Kerry.  He now has a lot of time to visit, as he's not working anywhere.
He and Penny have been having some disagreement over her working for me, and he had made some snide remarks about Penny being 'my slave girl'.
She had told him that SOMEONE in the household needed to have a job, as his mother is now making the house payment.
She had asked if she might stay in the camper at Creekside, and I told her it was fine with me if she needed a place, knowing that, at any time, she could become homeless.
Well, yesterday afternoon, Rhonda and Elaine waved Cherokee and myself over to the side of the road, and asked me to meet her at the Elementary School parking lot to talk with her.
Rany had not come home at that time, and she told us that she had suspected that he and Penny were off somewhere together.  Kerry had called Penny's mother's house, and Penny had not arrived there yet.
None of this is my fault, of course, but I've been caught in the middle, and I don't like it a bit.
I doubt that I'll be able to keep either employee.  I don't want that kind of behavior in or on my property.  Rhonda had also told me that Penny and Randy had put a mattress on the floor in one of the upstairs bedrooms, a mirror to show if anyone was coming up the stairs, and a bell on the door to indicate if anyone opened it.
I didn't do any of these kinds of things.  I go there to work.
There's other news, too, but my head is hurting me, so I'm going to go back to bed and try to sleep just a little more.