A tiny hand was tweaking my nose. It would grab hold of my nose then wiggle it back and forth. Finally, in a very loud whisper, I heard, "Grandpa, wake up. You have to eat breakfast with me."
Opening my eyes and smiling at my granddaughter was easy. Getting out of bed without disturbing Caroline was more difficult.
I put on a pair of jeans, along with socks and shoes, then followed Suzy to the kitchen. She said, "Let's go check on the mama rabbit before breakfast. I like to see her sitting there covering her babies."
We were approaching the rabbit's nest when I stopped Suzy and pointed. The mama rabbit was sitting up looking at us, and on the ground around her were three little miniature rabbits nibbling grass. We just stood still, watching the rabbits, knowing the mama sort of trusted us.
Suzy pulled me to go back inside. When we were in the kitchen, she said, "Now I know the mama rabbit is letting her babies eat regular food. It's neat the way they grow so fast. I guess nature is different for animals than it is for us humans."
When Suzy got up on the chair to get the cereal out, she asked, "Would you want some of this other cereal, Grandpa? There might not be enough for both of us to have CoCo Crispies."
I saw Wheaties, so I asked, "I'll have Wheaties, is that all right?"
"Right, Grandpa, breakfast of champions."
We repeated our ritual from the morning before, complete with the speech about thinking of grandpa when she drinks her Florida orange juice.
Suzy asked, "Do you know why I slept with you last night?"
"No, Ma'am, I don't."
Suzy sat up straight and said, "I wanted to make sure you didn't get up real early and leave without saying goodbye to me. I also wanted to feel you in my sleep. I liked that. You used to hold me at night when I was real little. I remember that. You would hold me at night and sing to me and you would hold me when I took a nap. I wanted to feel that again."
Sandy was standing in the archway of the kitchen with watery eyes. She came in and poured herself a cup of coffee and poured three more. She put one in front of me and carried two from the room. She was soon back sitting next to me, across from Suzy.
"Suzy," Sandy said, "How do you remember stuff like that? You were less than two years old."
"I just do, Mama, it was something that was very warm and very nice. Maybe that's why I like my Grandpa so much."
Sandy said, "She's always talking about stuff that happened when she was really young. She's one of those people that have a memory of their early childhood. I don't know whether that's good or not. Gene says he remembers when you took care of him when he wasn't even two yet. That's hard to believe, but I know those things that Suzy says are true because I was there. Amazing, isn't it?"
Gene and Caroline both came in carrying their coffee cups, smiling, happy to be alive in the morning.
Pointing out the window, Gene said, "You're going to have good flying weather. The charts say you'll have a good tailwind most of the way home. Where will you refuel and stop for the night?"
"I'm thinking Wichita, Pine Bluff, Tallahassee, and home."
Gene was alarmed, "Are you going to try to do it in one day?"
I smiled, "Oh no. We'll probably stop in Tallahassee. Instead of there, we might divert to Panama City for the night, you know how I like that place."
Gene grinned real big, "That's where you used to take me during spring break all the time. I think you liked to look at all the girls."
"Guilty. It was fun for you, I know. You always had a good time."
"I did, Sir, you were really good to let me have as much fun as I did. You were always watching, but you gave me a lot of freedom."
I said, "You earned your own freedom. I watched to make sure you didn't abuse the freedom and the more you stayed straight, the more freedom you got. You were a good kid."
Dan and Mark came in, groggy from just getting up. Dan wanted to be held by his mom, while Mark got out a bowl and cereal for breakfast. He asked Dan what he wanted and got out a bowl for him too. The kids were a tight family.
Gene said, "I have to get going. Even though it's Saturday we have reviews of all the tests from yesterday. Wish I could talk about them, but oh well, as always I have no idea what I'm working with. I'm just an engineer."
I chuckled as I was sure he knew a lot about what he was working with. The kid was too curious to be on a project and not be very well informed.
When Gene was ready to leave, I got a big hug. He hugged Caroline, told her to watch out for me, and for Caroline and I to come back and visit again soon. The kids all got hugs and kisses from their Dad as he left, with the last hug and kiss coming from Sandy.
Sandy watched Gene's truck until it was out of sight then came back to the table, smiling. She said, "I'm the luckiest wife in the world. I have a great man and three great kids. I'm the luckiest wife and mom in the world."
Caroline and I showered and dressed to travel. We packed up, then Sandy and the kids took us back to the airplane. Sandy brought some paper towels and window cleaner. She said with all the people looking at the plane, there would be nose and hand prints all over the glass.
She was right. The aircraft had obviously been a popular attraction. Even while we were washing the windows, several people came up to look into the cockpit. I did the preflight, then hugged and kissed the kids and Sandy. Caroline received as many hugs and kisses as I did. She really enjoyed the attention.
We lifted off and climbed to seven thousand feet. We were almost instantly in a fairly heavy tailwind. I should have checked the military weather before taking off.
When we landed at Wichita, we were way ahead of schedule and we didn't require as much fuel as would be normal for the distance we flew. I did check the weather and saw that we would be in that heavy flow all the way to Tallahassee. On our way to the next stop, I asked Caroline, "Want to stay overnight in Pine Bluff, Tallahassee, or how about Panama City?"
With a grin, she said in the headset mouthpiece, "Panama City. Will it be late when we get in there?"
"Maybe not with the tailwind we have. Our ground speed is almost a hundred forty. We might make it by around nine."
Caroline sounded a little down when she said, "Oh, I thought we might be able to go to the beach."
"Tell you what. We don't have to be back yet, so we'll stay overnight tonight and tomorrow night. Between those two nights, we'll play on the beach."
Caroline's face brightened. "Oh goody, I'll have to get a swimsuit, but that will be perfect. I've never been up there and it's supposed to be a real nice beach. Can we stay out by the water?"
"When we get there, I'll call a few of the hotels and find out. We'll have to get a car anyway to go out there, so we'll make guaranteed reservations and find some food before we get there."
Caroline sat in the right seat, grinning.
We did land before nine. We had the plane tended to, a reservation for an oceanfront room, and a rental car before nine. Using directions given to us by the operations people, we drove across to Panama City Beach and stopped at an Italian restaurant across the street from our hotel. The food was great and we could easily have overeaten. I wasn't drinking and asked Caroline if she might want some wine. She said, "Don't drink anything. I think I want you to take one of these. She laid a blue pill next to my iced tea. With a big grin, I swallowed the pill then we had gooey cannelloni for dessert.
The room we had was perfect. The ocean noise made the room perfect. We went to bed with the door to the little porch open, letting the night sounds in. We put the result of the pill to good use. At one point, before I gave out, Caroline said, "I don't care if I do walk funny in the morning; this is too good to waste."
We were sound asleep by midnight after we happily moved to one side of the bed.
The next morning Caroline was like a little kid. She couldn't wait to have breakfast then to run to a shop to get swimsuits. She said, "I'm going to get the most scandalous suit they have. I'll tell them that I want something that's barely legal. I have the tan for it and I want to show off for you."
"Caroline, you don't look your age at all. You look perhaps fifty at the most. The young guys will be drooling all over you."
She said, "I only want you to drool all over me. I wish you could use those pills two days in a row. I'm ready for more right now."
That gave me a twitch. Maybe I would still work for an encore later, after all.
Caroline did get a skimpy suit, but it wasn't as miniscule as they had. She made a good choice in that the suit was tiny but covered her to the point of looking sexily sophisticated. I bought another pair of trunks.
We had to use a gallon of lotion while we were out in the sun to keep from burning. I even bought a slouch hat for my bald spot. By noon, we were ready for lunch and a nap, then we went out some more in the afternoon. That evening we walked the beach until we found a little beach restaurant that served some nice fish dinners. We ate and had some drinks, then walked back to the hotel.
In our room, with the door open again, Caroline said, "This has been the nicest vacation I've ever had. I know it was to see your son and his family, but I was a part of all of it. Oh, Mark, you've spoiled me forever. I'm almost feeling guilty that we've had so much fun. I hope Shirley and Betty don't get mad that I might want to steal you. We've just met, but we've become very close, very quickly. At least we know you have to wait, since you don't even have your divorce yet."
We fell asleep kissing and hugging, with the ocean sounds blending in with our sighs.
We got out of bed early Monday morning, ate breakfast, and went to the airport. A half hour later, we were on our last leg home wearing big smiles.
Caroline said, "If Betty wants to be a part of our blue pill time, you can at least take care of her tonight. Shirley is going to be a little jealous. I'll tell you something, though, you've made me feel like more of a woman and a special person in these few days than I've ever felt before. I wish I had known you when we were younger. We would have been good for each other."
"Probably so, Caroline, life is funny though. We have to play with the hand we're dealt. Let's just enjoy each other now that we have this special connection."
She looked at me and talked to me through the headset, "I hope I won't be too clutching, too protective, or jealous. I'm normally not that way, but I'm going to be a little strange around others. I promise to be an adult."
We landed about ten and taxied up to the hangar by the charter office. I got out and helped Caroline out. Inside the charter and rental office, I said, "DeDe, I've brought your new toy back."
"How did it fly? I thought you might stay out another week."
"No, Dede," I said, "I need to get back and do some work for Steve. He was nice enough to let me use the plane. Here's the log, I'll fill the bird up with fuel. Take this card and use it for the charges."
I left the office, fueled the aircraft and made sure the inside was cleaned out. The glass was still clean from cleaning it in Cheyenne before we left. Since there was no rain, there were no spots. I pushed the plane into the hangar before going into the office to get my card and the receipt.
DeDe handed me my card back and I said, "Do you have the receipt? I need to write it in my checkbook. I use a debit card."
DeDe looked at me and said, "Will you get out of here. Steve said you were to fly free, that means free, no charge, you don't pay nuttin. Now get." The lady was grinning as she told me to get.
Jesus, how am I ever going to repay a guy like that? I was going to try, that's for sure.
We drove back to the park. As soon as I stopped in front of Caroline's trailer, Betty, Shirley, and Prissy came out to meet us.
Prissy was first, "I heard you actually flew an airplane by yourself out to see your son. That is really something, Mark."
"It was special, Prissy."
Betty had already hugged Caroline and hugged me too, before saying, "You two snuck out on me. I'll bet you had a great time. You'll have to tell us all about it."
Shirley said, "Okay, you two, how many blue pills did you use."
I burst out laughing and gave Shirley another hug. I said, "You'll be happy to know, we only used one. We were very careful so that I would be able to take a pill upon our return."
Shirley had an evil grin, "Oh goody, I've been thinking about those blue pills all week."
Prissy said, "Well, you be careful with those pills. When you get up there in age, you don't want to take them very often. I won't let Donald have one but about once a week."
The picture flashed in my mind of the very old couple making love. I hope I would be like them. Seventy-five years together and still getting it on once a week, unbelievable. Thankfully, Prissy left so my smile wouldn't give me away.
Caroline said to me, "I'll bet you had the same mental picture I had. Sweet, wasn't it?"
Betty said, "Go put your bags away and let's go to the patio to show them you are back. You two have been the talk of the park since you've left. You didn't go to Vegas and get married, did you?"
Caroline said, "Betty, you know the man is still married. I'm not the only eligible lady around here."
Shirley said, "You may not be, but it is Betty's and my consensus, you two are perfect for each other. We're going to nurture that and hopefully have ourselves a special couple."
I blushed and Betty gave me a hug and said, "I'm so happy for you two. I hope I can still have a cuddle every once in a while."
Caroline and I exchanged glances. She said, "You know we did talk some, but we've agreed that we don't know each other very well yet, and we need to do that before we talk any serious stuff. So help us to tell others to take it easy."
We went to the patio by walking between trailers, since the cart wouldn't hold four of us. Everyone welcomed us and had to hear all about the trip. Caroline was the tour guide and told about the trip up and back, along with the trip to Denver in the borrowed Apache. Steve was interested to hear that my son and his wife were both instructor pilots and earned quite a bit by teaching. He thought it was neat that there were so many nose and handprints on the 162 Skycatcher that we had to wash the windows to fly back.
After lunch, I walked the ladies back to their trailers. With my cart out of the shed, I ran to the cart warranty area to find eight carts waiting. I guess they didn't work Saturday. I was able to finish all eight before five. I was cleaning the stall and the bench when Steve walked in.
"Hey, I figured you were here when you weren't in your trailer. You didn't need to bury yourself in work as soon as you returned."
"I wanted to get caught up. There are some folks that need some help and I want to get to them in the morning. I've had my visit and now it's time to catch up. And, ah, thank you for letting me use the Skycatcher. It was a pleasure to fly. It was easy to handle, even in a heavy tailwind. It didn't pitch at all, rode right along."
"That was my gift, Mark. You've added some maturity to our group and I want you to know we enjoy you. Let's go have a beer before supper."
"Ah, Steve, I play pool on Monday's and Wednesday's. I've missed a few weeks because of moving and getting hurt. It's time I fulfill by commitment to the team."
"That's great, Mark. Where do you play?"
I told him, "Monday night at Fatso's, but it is a traveling league. We play out at Bulls Club and Skids too. Wednesday is also a traveling league and we play all over. From out on fifty-sixth at the Tally Ho to out on 580 at Stroker's pool hall."
"That sounds like a fun league. Well, if you get back early, stop by for a beer before you go home."
While getting cleaned up back at my trailer, I had to tell the girls that I was going out to play pool. Shirley said, "If you get back early, let me know."
Betty said, "I'm playing cards tonight anyway, so I'll see you tomorrow."
Caroline said, "Can I come along? I love pool. I'll watch and cheer for you."'
My, oh my, the lady is sticking pretty close. She said she would do that.
I put on jeans and one of my regular banded bottom shirts, grabbed my cue case, and walked out the door. While pulling the Escape up to Caroline's trailer, I called the captain to find out where we were playing. We were playing at the Bulls club on Fowler, so it wasn't far.
Caroline came out of her place dressed nice in a pair of tight pants and a cute top that appeared to give you more of a look at mysterious cleavage than you actually got. The blouse was very clever.
I held the door for her and she gave me a kiss before she got in. We took off for the Bulls club, a fifteen minute ride. We were early enough that I was the first from our team to get there. I got a rack of balls and began practicing right away since I had not played for a while. My stroke wasn't bad and my eye seemed pretty good. I was pocketing balls fairly easily.
I got Caroline and I a drink, her a whiskey sour and me a draft. As my teammates came in, I introduced everyone to Caroline and she was soon huddled with some of the other wives and girlfriends.
They played me first and hallelujah, I won, just barely, but a win is a win. The APA is a league that has handicaps. Nine ball folks are rated from 1 to 9 and eight ball 1 to 7. I'm average in both, a lowly 4 unless I practice more than I have been. In APA nine ball, you count balls pocketed to make it fair. I can play a higher skill level player and have the advantage that I have to make fewer balls. You get a point for each ball and two points for the nine, ten points for the whole rack. We don't have a push, but all the other nine ball rules apply. Anyway, a four has to pocket thirty-one balls and a three has to pocket twenty-five. I made my thirty-one when the other guy had twenty-three. A win is a win.
Caroline and I stayed to watch the other matches, then when we both began yawning often around ten thirty, we said goodnight and headed home.
We didn't check on the folks at the patio as we were too tired. I was going to drop Caroline off at her trailer, but she said, "Oh no you don't, I'm coming home with you. Let me run across to get Shirley, her light is still on. Put the car away and open your door."
The car was parked and the door just opened when a smiling Shirley and Caroline came around the front of trailer. We went in and we all washed up and used our individual toothbrushes. Minutes later we were in bed with the air on, cuddling. Shirley asked, "No blue pill tonight?"
"Let's wait for tomorrow and get an earlier start. I'm pretty tired."
That's all it took. In seconds, both ladies were breathing evenly. I fell asleep with them.
One of the ladies was wiggling around. I looked and saw Shirley scurry off to the bathroom. She was only gone a minute, but as soon as she returned, she began putting on her robe. She had come to bed with a gown on, the same as Caroline.
I slid from bed in my boxers and asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I have to get home and take a shower. I have a hair appointment at seven. The lady at the beauty shop said she would do me early as she's so booked up. I'll see you this evening."
She gave me a kiss and was out the door. The clock was just ticking up to six, so I thought it was time to get up anyway.
A hand reached out and pulled me back to bed. Caroline's lips touched mine gently as she pulled me into a full body hug. I swear something was twitching down where twitches had vanished.
Caroline leaned back and said, "Now, how about a walk this morning. I brought shorts, a T-shirt, and tennis shoes. We both have been skipping our exercise."
When we went outside, Prissy and Donald were getting out to go walking, as well. Their pace was very slow, very leisurely. I'm sure it was perfect for them.
The two of us walked over to the clothing buildings, then back through the park area on the walkways and through the ball parks. We finished at home after a solid half-hour of good exercise. I told her, "Let's shower and get some breakfast before I have to go to work."
I was showered and dressed with the cart out and ready in about fifteen minutes. My surprise was that Caroline came walking around the front of the trailer about the same time. She said, "I asked Betty to come, but she said she would rather sleep in. She was up late playing cards."
The patio folks were in good spirits at breakfast. It seemed that most didn't exercise early in the morning. Most went to a gym either right after work or at lunch time. I suppose that was good, but my exercise was walking and I could possibly start doing some minor weights soon.
Caroline and I gave some details of our trip to more people. A lot of the people who were interested in the little Skycatcher wanted to know how it handled. I kept telling all that asked how easy it was to fly.
When it was time for me to get started on my day, Caroline said she was possibly going to go over to the day care center with a lady named Kate. She said she might see me at lunch, but definitely later.
First thing was to check for warranty carts. There were none there. I checked with Dennis to make sure he didn't need me. I looked at my list and still had four of the seven folks on my list to work on.
The first was way up on the end of the other side of the lake, in the double wides. An older lady came to the door when I knocked. I explained who I was and what I was there to do. She brought her keys outside and said, "The car starts, but when I put it in gear it's like the brakes are on. The back tires skid along. This is a front wheel drive Chevy and shouldn't do that. I tried it and even popped the emergency brake a couple of times.
Oh well, the jack stands were still in the back of the cart, so I jacked up the back of the car and put the stands underneath with chocks on both sides of the front wheels. I pulled the rear wheels and found the rear brakes free, not frozen to the drums.
That the rear shaft could be frozen just didn't seem a possibility. I tore everything down to the point, the shaft should slide out. It wouldn't budge. I began looking at the shaft housing and saw a very deep gouge where the car had bounced on top of something. This was going to take an entire shaft and shaft housing.
I asked the lady, "Do you mind if I ask you a couple of questions?"
She shook her no, so I asked, "When did you notice that the wheels wouldn't turn?"
She said, "It was right after the tow truck brought the car back. Somebody stole it from the Mall parking lot. The car was found a couple of days later and I had to pay for the tow truck to bring it home. The ignition was messed up where they busted the cover around the steering column, but a locksmith came and fixed that in the driveway. The insurance paid for that as it was covered by my theft coverage. What do you think happened to the car?"
"When the person was driving your car, they must have jumped a curb and landed on something that bent the rear wheel shaft. You don't have a differential, that big thing in the back of most cars. You have just a housing and a shaft that turns with the wheels. I can fix it, but it is probably covered by insurance. Let me talk to your claims investigator and perhaps they will come out and look at it while I have it up on stands."
The lady called her agent who transferred her to claims and finally to a field investigator. When I was able to speak to the claims investigator, she said she would be right out to see what I was talking about, as she had never heard of anything like that.
Another person needing help was just a few trailers down, on the other side of the road in a regular trailer. This was another older lady that was afraid her old car had died for the last time. She said, "It has so many miles that I can hardly believe it is still running."
The car was only five years old and when I turned on the ignition, the odometer said forty-nine thousand and some miles. It didn't start, it turned over but didn't even try to start. Probably a fuel pump. I told the lady what I thought it was and she showed me a receipt for the replacement of a fuel pump about three months ago and the miles were barely changed since then.
I pulled the metal tubing coming from the fuel pump loose and put a small piece of the tubing I had with me and turned on the ignition. Nothing, no fuel came out. I blew into the hose and heard bubbles in the fuel tank. That told me there was fuel in the tank and the pump was not working. I checked the voltage going back to the pump and there was twelve volts.
I saw a strange car pull up by the car that was up on jack stands, so I left this car and went over to see if it was the claims investigator.
I introduced myself, "Hi, I'm Mark Robins, I help folks out here at the park who have car problems. Let me show you what I've found."
The lady sneered at me and said, "I don't need for you to show me anything. I can see you've ruined this car by disassembling it. I'm going to deny this claim just on the basis of your attitude."
I held up my hands and said, "Ma'am, we've gotten off on the wrong foot. This car was stolen and brought back to the lady by a tow truck. They dropped it right here. The owner had the ignition repaired where it had been torn out when the vehicle was stolen. When she started the car and put it in gear, she found that the rear wheels dragged. I pulled the wheels to check the brakes. I checked the main shaft and it did not turn. Upon further checking, I found the housing for the rear shaft is gouged and bent. Please, may I put a cloth on the ground to show you?"
"What kind of fool do you take me for? I wouldn't get on my knees for you if your life depended on it. Get out of my way, I'm leaving."
"Ma'am, Ma'am, could you give me a card and your denial of claim. Your customer should be entitled to that."
The rude bitch slammed her clipboard down on the hood of her nice car scratching the paint with a long deep scratch. She pulled a form out of her briefcase and scribbled several words on the sheet, checked some boxes, and signed it. She tore the sheets apart and handed me one. She said, "Tell the scheming person trying to screw this company I will file charges if I hear any more about this."
"May I have your card, please?"
The lady pulled come cards from a box on the front seat of her car and threw them at me. When she pulled away she sprayed my cart with gravel. Now I was mad.
I called the quick easy to remember number of our security people. I asked that they detain a white Chevrolet Impala with a deep scratch on the hood. The driver had just deliberately sprayed my S&S cart with gravel and now there were several nicks. The man said, "It'll be done. Do you want to come down to make a statement and show us the damage?"
"I'll be right there." I picked up the cards and pocketed them. I told the lady with the bad rear end that I would be back and not to worry, I would resolve her car issue. I ran over to the lady who had the bad fuel pump and said, "I'll be back in a few minutes."
I drove down to the gate to find the lady being held there by the security guard. I pulled up and the lady began screaming at me. I showed both the guard and the lady the nicks from the gravel. She said, "You shouldn't have had that piece of shit in my way. Now get the fuck away from my car or I'll call the police."
The guard said, "I've already called them, Ma'am. A Sheriff's deputy should be here any second."
The lady began berating the guard as being a low life flunky guarding a bunch of filthy people in cheap trailer houses. Hap had walked up and just listened to the tirade.
I showed Hap the card and asked, "Do you know whether S&S does business with this company?"
Hap smiled, "They sure do. It's their main carrier for the businesses. I think they even have the park. Is this lady one of their reps?"
I grinned, "She might have been a claims rep for them. When I get done with her, she will be looking for a job."
The lady looked at me funny since she had heard a little of our conversation. She said, "Who do you work for?"
Hap said, "The trailer park."
I said, "I'm just helping folks who have problems. Actually I'm doing this on my own time."
"Just what I thought, a bunch of idiots."
A county Sheriff's car came and the Deputy got out with his clipboard. The gate guard told him the problem, then I explained my side. The Deputy looked at the chips on the neat paint job of my cart and at my name on the top. He asked, "Are you the guy that saved that judge down at the courthouse?"
I nodded.
"Nice job on that guy. He was deserving." He looked at the lady and said back at me, "Did anyone witness this lady doing the rock spraying?"
"Yes Sir, the lady who owned the car this lady was looking at and the lady across the street whose car I was also working on."
"We'll go get their statements in a minute." The Deputy looked at Hap and asked, "Since this is private property do you want to charge this lady?"
Hap said, "Of course, I think she should be charged with malicious destruction of property. She should also be charged with intent to commit bodily harm. If any of those rocks had hit Mr. Robins, he could have been seriously injured. If they had hit his stitches, where he was shot, it could have been very serious."
The lady said, "You can't be serious. You're going to take the word or a trailer park bum over mine. I'll have you know I live in a regular house without wheels. I'm a decent citizen."
The Deputy held up his hand and said, "Ma'am, would you please be still a minute? I need to read you your rights before I take you off to jail. A female Deputy will be here in a moment to properly search you. Will you please turn around and put your hands behind your back? If you do not do as you're asked, you will find yourself on the ground being cuffed."
The Deputy was holding his cuffs and patting his service weapon. The lady got the picture and turned around and put her hands behind her. While she was having her rights read to her, I stepped away and called the main number on the card. I asked for the head of the claims department. When a woman answered, I said, "I'm calling to advise you that one of your claims representatives, a Silvia Summers, is being arrested out at the trailer park next to the S&S business park. If you hurry, you might keep your vehicle out of impound. Oh yes, please advise underwriting you will probably lose all of your S&S business." I hung up.
Hap looked at me with a frown. He said, "You probably shouldn't have said that. That might not be correct. One person won't influence Steve or Tiny over all of their insurance."
"You're probably right, Hap, but it sure will put a bee in their bonnet. Now, I'm over on the last row up past the lake where Mrs. Kelly is. I'm working on her car right now. I'm also working on Mrs. Daniels' car. When these guys need my statement, that's where I'll be working."
Primary editing by Pepere
Proofing by Sagacious