Roscoe looked at Kacey. “You act like you got some sense, girl, or get
another job. Now take the man’s money and wish him a good day.”
Grady heard Kacey’s mumble as she snatched the money from his hand. “I’ll
take his damn money, but it’ll be a cold fucking day in hell when I wish him a
good anything.”
At the same time Roscoe was asking, “So, you planning on staying around
for a while this time, Grady?”
“Don’t know.” Grady could be honest with that much of a reply. He had no
idea how long he’d be here. He wouldn’t mind a couple of months of down
time, but that wasn’t up to him, so he’d take what was given and make the
best of it. “Anything new happen since I was last here?”
“That was when?” Roscoe asked.
“I was here for a couple of weeks after the holidays at the first of the year.”
“Yeah, that’s right. I remember you stopping by with that nice rocker for the
missus. She sure loves that, by the way.”
“Thanks to Riley Morgan. He made it for me and it wasn’t getting used and I
remembered that your daughter-in-law was pregnant and figured Edna would
like it for rocking that grandbaby.”
“That she does. It was mighty kind of you.” Roscoe took hold of Grady’s arm
and led him away from the counter and outside.
“Figured it best to get away from those big ears inside. You know how some
of these gals like their gossip. I wanted to thank you for helping my son out.
He told me you put in a word with the trucking company and it went a long
way to helping him land that job.”