Andy just shook his head and looked to the heavens. Way I figured it he had no reason to call upon the heavens, since all the folks at the table were his kinfolks. Andy could always blame a few ancestors, but not heaven for the mess he had on his hands. When Nadine arrived at the table with the coffee pot, Andy got up and walked off toward the kitchen mumbling to himself about rednecks. He had taken to doing that every time we stopped by for a visit.
“Bubba,” Nadine said as she bent over and poured his coffee, “What is all this shoutin’ about a nurse?”
Bubba gave her a big crooked grin and said, “Well, when I was hurt in the Vee-it-nam war, the only way I could get what I needed in the V.A. hospital was to scream for a nurse. It’s an old habit.”
“Oh, you were a war hero Bubba? I didn’t know that.” Nadine leaned forward until her face was almost touching Bubba’s as she spoke. I know he could feel her breath on his cheeks.
I watched in anticipation as white pepper gravy ran off of Bubba’s lip and down the right side of his cheek. It took a few seconds before Bubba was able to speak, but finally he said, “I twernt no war hero Nadine Lucille. I was just a common soldier doing my duty. I just got hit by some shrap-nails from an explosion once.”
Nadine raised her right hand and wiped the gravy off of Bubba’s cheek. She gave him a big smile and a sexy wink. Nadine then stood straight, put her hands on her wide hips and said, “I don’t agree with you at all Bubba. I think you were a hero and you’re just too shy to admit it.”
I suspect she was going to say more, but the small bell mounted above the door jingled and an older couple entered. Nadine gave us a big smile and said, “But, I can’t argue with you over it right now Bubba Lee, because here comes Mister Johnson with his old lady. You boys need anything, give me a yell. See ya all later.”
As she turned and walked over to the table were the Johnson’s had seated themselves every head at our booth was on her. She was a mighty nice looking woman.
As if he could hear my thinking, Billy Bob said, “That is one very nice woman. Not only is she very attractive, but she is an intelligent woman too. The man who catches her will be one lucky man. She can burn the biscuits at my house any time.”
“Well, my biscuits ain’t exackly a burnin’ right now, but they sure enough be smokin’ a little,” Bubba said as he looked over at Nadine.
“Speaking of luck, did ya all here about what them tore-nad-ders did to Willy Eugene’s place when they blew through here last week?” Uncle Floyd asked.
I took a sip of my buttermilk, wiped off my mouth with the back of my hand and said, “Nope. But, I thought everyone was safe. I didn’t heah of nobody a-gettin’ hurt.”
“Nobody hurt, but Willy lost his mobile home, a chicken house and a pretty long stretch of wooden fence line. It’s likely to take him a spell repairin’ it too. They are still finding chickens in the woods and from different directions for miles.” Bubba added.
“I heard his rooster crows at odd hours since the storm and he told me it crowed a little after midnight the other night. He said he didn’t know what time hit was, so he got up and headed to work. Willy said he was half way to work before he realized his rooster had gone psycho on him,” Billy Bob stated flatly with a voice of knowledge.
“Cycle? You mean he’s taught that rooster to ride a bicycle? Now, that would be a thing to see wouldn’t it Mule?” Bubba asked me with a grin.
“Did his live stock get out of it? They all make it?” I asked as I scooped up the last bite of my hot pork sausage on my fork. I ignored Bubba’s question on purpose.
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