a pot and Reece was looking into a bag.

“What are all these green beans for?” He asked. He held one up, “They all look like Jesse’s dick.”

“Asshole” Jesse snorted.

“That’s a little something special for your Mom.”

Tippy’s eyes got wide. “You’re not! Tell me you can’t do that!”

“I can my Aunt Hil’s very own recipe!”

“Ant Hill?” Jesse stopped scrubbing spuds. “You gonna make ant hills out of green beans.”

“No, my neighbor back home. Her name was Hilary, but I always called her Aunt Hil.”

“Baby Doll, I don’t care if you called her Uncle Cow Plop, if she taught you how to make Pickle Beans.”

“She did, as soon as we get them snapped, I’ll get the pressure cooker started.”

Reece pointed to a box on the table. “Is that what that thing is?”

“Yep, wasn’t sure there was one here, so I bought one…”

“How did you learn to do all this, honey?”

“My Grandma died when I was young and I was raised by my Uncle who basically just expected me to do everything except sex…thank God for that…so I cooked and I cleaned and I raised myself.”

“Oh sweetums….”

“He nearly had a fit when I was given a full scholarship to college. He was demanding that I not go, I had obligations, fortunately he got drunk one afternoon working in the fields and ran himself over with the hay bailer.”

“Ewww!”

“Next subject.” Ian said.

“I’m on potato duty. Spuds all cleaned up, sir!” Jesse saluted.

“Peel ‘em, soldier.” Ian added, “And I mean the spuds, not your green bean…”

Reese laughed and Jesse shot him the bird, but found a peeler in a drawer and started peeling. Ian found a large pot and filled it full of water, adding salt and rosemary.

“You put rosemary in your potato water?” Tippy asked.

“Yes ma’am.”

“That’s why they tasted better than mine.”

“Tippy nothing tastes better than yours. Mine just tasted a little different.”

“They were better…” Reece said and quickly ducked the handful of potato peels Tippy lobbed at him. Her phone rang.

“Hi honey! I’m divorcing you and marrying Ian, it’s just for the food though, we can still have sex…Sure we’ll be here for a while I assume…let me ask…” Tippy put the phone to her breast, “Baby Doll, is it okay if Colton brings a friend we have staying with us over?” she didn’t bother to get a response. “It’s fine, we’ll put you to work though…what kind of problem…Earl Wayne, I told you to watch him…okay, just pour him in the AV and get him here…You are in so much trouble…Love you too” she hung up the phone.

“Boys listen up for your Daddy’s AV, when you hear it, run outside and give him a hand. He said he was just up the street. Ian check and make sure Billy put clean sheets in that guest room right there.” She pointed to the closer of the two. “I think you gonna end up with an uninvited overnight guest. Sorry.”

As Ian double-checked the guest room he yelled back to the kitchen. “A friend of ours who’s staying a few days with us, Jimmy Sage.”

Jimmy Sage was one of the hottest country music acts around.