tomorrow.”
“That’s sounds like a good operation. You go to the office. I’ll go see Daddy and share breakfast with him.”
“Good idea. Maybe after breakfast, you can bring him by the office. But, remember, he has his TV shows he watches, so be mindful of that.”
“Okay, I will. I’m going to talk to him about spending a night or two at our old home. I guess I’ll need to talk to the facility administrator about that.”
“Yes. You will have to get a written authorization from the administrator before you can take him out for any length of time.”
Letting the last drop of wine drip from the glass, Willow said, “I’ve finished my third glass. How about getting us another bottle?”
Connor left and returned with another bottle and filled Willow’s glass. “I’m getting hungry. The coals look just right for the steaks. Do you still like yours medium with a slight pink center?”
“Yes. I’m impressed you still remember,” Willow said, turning. “How long before they’re ready?’
“Twenty minutes. It is getting a bit dark. Will you flip that light switch just inside the door?”
“Yes, I will. I’m bringing all of our utensils when I return.”
Willow felt a strong buzz from the wine. She wasn’t completely steady on her feet, so she sat on one of the bar stools to regain her balance. Looking around the kitchen and den combination, she saw, again the large oil painting of her father standing on the front deck of his first tow boat. Daddy has worked so hard to make McKenzie Towing such a huge success. I just wish he was in better health to enjoy the fruits of his labor.
Willow regained her balance and returned to the gazebo, joining Connor. The smoke was billowing out of his grill and filled the air with a wonderful fragrance of a well-cooked steak.
Connor offered to fill her glass again, but she put her hand over it, saying, “I don’t want to pass out before the main event tonight. Before I drink anymore, I’ve got to have something to eat.”
“So you’re hungry? It has been about eight hours since we ate the barbecue. I’m hungry, too.”
Willow staggered slightly and Connor laughed. “My plan is working. Drink up. I’m giving you fair warning of my plans to take advantage of you after dinner.”
“I’m really amazed at you. With a place like this, I don’t see how you escaped the snare of all these women around Vicksburg.”
“It wasn’t easy,” Connor said smugly. “Many offers came my way. But I was waiting on something much better. Something I had already experienced and enjoyed. And I’m looking at her right now.”
“Connor, you liar. You’re so full of BS. But I’ll fall for that line anyway.”
“I see your wine glass is empty again. Let me fill it for you.”
“Connor, I’m already tipsy. Are you trying to make me a falling down drunk? You’ll have to carry me to your bedroom.”
“No problem. I can take care of you. I think you need to kick back and relax.”
“If I get any more relaxed, I won’t be able to sit in this rocking chair.”
“You sit there. The steaks are ready. I’ll carve yours into small bite-sized pieces.”
After a wonderful dinner, Connor and Willow sat side by side in the porch swing. Very little was said, except for an occasional comment about a shooting star streaking its way across an otherwise clear sky. It was a warm late spring night with the temperature in the low fifties and low humidity.
“Didn’t you have a cousin or two who lived near Redwood?” Willow asked.
“Yeah, they lived about five miles just past the Redwood School. They were involved in farming activities when we were young, but saw the hand writing on the wall when small farmers were being consolidated and controlled by a larger farmer. Their total acreage was small and scattered. Due to the high price of equipment, they just couldn’t compete. Consequently, when they got a reasonable offer to sell, they wasted no time and
“That’s sounds like a good operation. You go to the office. I’ll go see Daddy and share breakfast with him.”
“Good idea. Maybe after breakfast, you can bring him by the office. But, remember, he has his TV shows he watches, so be mindful of that.”
“Okay, I will. I’m going to talk to him about spending a night or two at our old home. I guess I’ll need to talk to the facility administrator about that.”
“Yes. You will have to get a written authorization from the administrator before you can take him out for any length of time.”
Letting the last drop of wine drip from the glass, Willow said, “I’ve finished my third glass. How about getting us another bottle?”
Connor left and returned with another bottle and filled Willow’s glass. “I’m getting hungry. The coals look just right for the steaks. Do you still like yours medium with a slight pink center?”
“Yes. I’m impressed you still remember,” Willow said, turning. “How long before they’re ready?’
“Twenty minutes. It is getting a bit dark. Will you flip that light switch just inside the door?”
“Yes, I will. I’m bringing all of our utensils when I return.”
Willow felt a strong buzz from the wine. She wasn’t completely steady on her feet, so she sat on one of the bar stools to regain her balance. Looking around the kitchen and den combination, she saw, again the large oil painting of her father standing on the front deck of his first tow boat. Daddy has worked so hard to make McKenzie Towing such a huge success. I just wish he was in better health to enjoy the fruits of his labor.
Willow regained her balance and returned to the gazebo, joining Connor. The smoke was billowing out of his grill and filled the air with a wonderful fragrance of a well-cooked steak.
Connor offered to fill her glass again, but she put her hand over it, saying, “I don’t want to pass out before the main event tonight. Before I drink anymore, I’ve got to have something to eat.”
“So you’re hungry? It has been about eight hours since we ate the barbecue. I’m hungry, too.”
Willow staggered slightly and Connor laughed. “My plan is working. Drink up. I’m giving you fair warning of my plans to take advantage of you after dinner.”
“I’m really amazed at you. With a place like this, I don’t see how you escaped the snare of all these women around Vicksburg.”
“It wasn’t easy,” Connor said smugly. “Many offers came my way. But I was waiting on something much better. Something I had already experienced and enjoyed. And I’m looking at her right now.”
“Connor, you liar. You’re so full of BS. But I’ll fall for that line anyway.”
“I see your wine glass is empty again. Let me fill it for you.”
“Connor, I’m already tipsy. Are you trying to make me a falling down drunk? You’ll have to carry me to your bedroom.”
“No problem. I can take care of you. I think you need to kick back and relax.”
“If I get any more relaxed, I won’t be able to sit in this rocking chair.”
“You sit there. The steaks are ready. I’ll carve yours into small bite-sized pieces.”
After a wonderful dinner, Connor and Willow sat side by side in the porch swing. Very little was said, except for an occasional comment about a shooting star streaking its way across an otherwise clear sky. It was a warm late spring night with the temperature in the low fifties and low humidity.
“Didn’t you have a cousin or two who lived near Redwood?” Willow asked.
“Yeah, they lived about five miles just past the Redwood School. They were involved in farming activities when we were young, but saw the hand writing on the wall when small farmers were being consolidated and controlled by a larger farmer. Their total acreage was small and scattered. Due to the high price of equipment, they just couldn’t compete. Consequently, when they got a reasonable offer to sell, they wasted no time and
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