“He’s quite a man, isn’t he though?” Alma winks at me. My face is on fire. There’s no hiding it. “Yes, ma’am. He is.” “Fixin’ to leave today?” Gertie asked the question, but the whole table is waiting for my answer. “Think so. Yes, Ms. Gertie.” Someone nudges my behind. “Go get him, girl. Don’t let that catch leave.”
