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"I can't believe what a family we are," Evie tickled Sandra a little bit to make her giggle. "Four of the best kids that ever walked through my door!" she said emphatically, winking at Brett, Benny and Clora.
"Sheriff Will, we need to do whatever it takes to finish this up nice and legal," Evie announced. "I believe you could get papers from Pete authorizing me as guardian of all the children. I'm not going to put with any more of his nonsense, or I would be in bright and early tomorrow to rip a strip of his hide to get what I want. So Will, what ever it takes; I want it done, very soon!
Will was taking notes when Evie started her barrage of demands, but soon gave up and just listened. When the old lady ran out of steam, he calmly said, "way ahead of you Evie. I have certain papers made up, sitting on my desk that transfers guardianship of Benny, Clora and now Sandra to you. Brett, you are a little more complicated in that your mother is here, but from what I see, I think it can be accomplished." Brett kicked at Benny when he thought nobody was looking; but Evie caught it and shook her finger at Brett. The little stinker smiled unrepentant.
The verbal exchange kept Ev's head churning one way and then the other, as he tried to keep up with the swift swap of words.
"Holy cow," he said aloud. "You'ens are plumb crazy."
"Ev, for heavens sake. You know we are a little bit off plumb, and enjoying it." Evie poked fun at her neighbor.
"What's plumb, what's plumb?" Brett wanted to know.
"Go look it up," Evie instructed. "Slap those lazy mind muscles around, stretch them like a rubber band, feed your curiosity." she pointed towards the dictionary. "Go..."
"Grandma, your sure acting silly," Clora wrinkled her nose at Evie. "Come on Sandra, we don't want those boys getting ahead of us."
The kids trooped into the living room, bickering and trying to outshout each other.
"Evie, you sure your up to all this; and how is Hap gonna figure in the overall scheme of things." Will questioned, as he tapped the papers in his hand.
"Just the usual way," Evie said ever so tartly; not really breaking the sarcastic barrier but adding a little feistyness to the delivery.
"Hap is going to have good and bad days, and I can't predict'em, and eventually...............well, we'll cross that bridge when we get there." she finished with a smile. "Those babies need love and stability, and I don't see anyone else in their lives that will provide it."
"Will, me's and Cheryl will be rights here to help," Ev added the couples strength to Evie's task.
Will shook his head at the atrocious fracture of the english language. Staring at Ev, the sheriff pursed his lips thoughtfully. He looked up in time to see Ev wink at him over Evie's head.
"I want you two to stop that!" Evie commanded sharply. "Don't you think I don't know what's going on in those devious minds of yours! Big boys, little boys, all the same," she complained.
"Evie, it's about Pete. I don't think you have a very nice boy there. What I'm going to have to do may not be pleasant," he warned.
"Do what you have to do;" Evie gave her approval. "He's someone I don't know anymore."
"I believe him to be a danger to you and the children, I'm preparing a restraining order against him as soon as he signs the guardianship papers." Will finished as he buttoned his coat. "Is the funeral still this afternoon."
"2pm" the old woman looked every day of her age as she let the hurt flood in. Gathering up her courage, Evie smiled weakly at Ev and Will.
The funeral was simple; filled with love and honor and respect for the children.
Betty strained her ears, listening for Will. She had done the time for her crime and was ready to be out. The nincompoop deputy said she had to be released by the sheriff; so she was waiting for him to be back from a funeral. She hadn't heard a word from that low down lop eared looser in the other cell, not that she ever wanted to have anything to do with him again.
Pete heard Betty pacing up and down in her cell. She sure had been quiet. Kevin had told her she was waiting on Will, she'd get out then, not before. He didn't know when he came to hate her, it just happened and he liked it. Betty was totally different now, from when they first married. It sure was good she knew nothing about the money. Pete wondered where in the hell his ma hid the money. That was the first order of business when he got out. Get his damm money.
"I can't believe what a family we are," Evie tickled Sandra a little bit to make her giggle. "Four of the best kids that ever walked through my door!" she said emphatically, winking at Brett, Benny and Clora.
"Sheriff Will, we need to do whatever it takes to finish this up nice and legal," Evie announced. "I believe you could get papers from Pete authorizing me as guardian of all the children. I'm not going to put with any more of his nonsense, or I would be in bright and early tomorrow to rip a strip of his hide to get what I want. So Will, what ever it takes; I want it done, very soon!
Will was taking notes when Evie started her barrage of demands, but soon gave up and just listened. When the old lady ran out of steam, he calmly said, "way ahead of you Evie. I have certain papers made up, sitting on my desk that transfers guardianship of Benny, Clora and now Sandra to you. Brett, you are a little more complicated in that your mother is here, but from what I see, I think it can be accomplished." Brett kicked at Benny when he thought nobody was looking; but Evie caught it and shook her finger at Brett. The little stinker smiled unrepentant.
The verbal exchange kept Ev's head churning one way and then the other, as he tried to keep up with the swift swap of words.
"Holy cow," he said aloud. "You'ens are plumb crazy."
"Ev, for heavens sake. You know we are a little bit off plumb, and enjoying it." Evie poked fun at her neighbor.
"What's plumb, what's plumb?" Brett wanted to know.
"Go look it up," Evie instructed. "Slap those lazy mind muscles around, stretch them like a rubber band, feed your curiosity." she pointed towards the dictionary. "Go..."
"Grandma, your sure acting silly," Clora wrinkled her nose at Evie. "Come on Sandra, we don't want those boys getting ahead of us."
The kids trooped into the living room, bickering and trying to outshout each other.
"Evie, you sure your up to all this; and how is Hap gonna figure in the overall scheme of things." Will questioned, as he tapped the papers in his hand.
"Just the usual way," Evie said ever so tartly; not really breaking the sarcastic barrier but adding a little feistyness to the delivery.
"Hap is going to have good and bad days, and I can't predict'em, and eventually...............well, we'll cross that bridge when we get there." she finished with a smile. "Those babies need love and stability, and I don't see anyone else in their lives that will provide it."
"Will, me's and Cheryl will be rights here to help," Ev added the couples strength to Evie's task.
Will shook his head at the atrocious fracture of the english language. Staring at Ev, the sheriff pursed his lips thoughtfully. He looked up in time to see Ev wink at him over Evie's head.
"I want you two to stop that!" Evie commanded sharply. "Don't you think I don't know what's going on in those devious minds of yours! Big boys, little boys, all the same," she complained.
"Evie, it's about Pete. I don't think you have a very nice boy there. What I'm going to have to do may not be pleasant," he warned.
"Do what you have to do;" Evie gave her approval. "He's someone I don't know anymore."
"I believe him to be a danger to you and the children, I'm preparing a restraining order against him as soon as he signs the guardianship papers." Will finished as he buttoned his coat. "Is the funeral still this afternoon."
"2pm" the old woman looked every day of her age as she let the hurt flood in. Gathering up her courage, Evie smiled weakly at Ev and Will.
The funeral was simple; filled with love and honor and respect for the children.
Betty strained her ears, listening for Will. She had done the time for her crime and was ready to be out. The nincompoop deputy said she had to be released by the sheriff; so she was waiting for him to be back from a funeral. She hadn't heard a word from that low down lop eared looser in the other cell, not that she ever wanted to have anything to do with him again.
Pete heard Betty pacing up and down in her cell. She sure had been quiet. Kevin had told her she was waiting on Will, she'd get out then, not before. He didn't know when he came to hate her, it just happened and he liked it. Betty was totally different now, from when they first married. It sure was good she knew nothing about the money. Pete wondered where in the hell his ma hid the money. That was the first order of business when he got out. Get his damm money.