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sitting down at the table.
“Sarah. She is all that David claimed she was—and more.”
“You don’t even know her, Daddy.”
“No, but I know my son. I’ve seen his face for four empty years. Hollow. Like no one was home. This is the first day you’ve come to life since Jessie’s disappearance. I don’t know a thing about this girl, but I like her. I feel like she gave me my son back.”
Just then, Sarah stepped out on the terrace carrying a stack of blue dishes. Billy’s mother brought a pot of freshly cooked jambalaya. They set them on the table and sat down.
“You can take the woman out of Louisiana,” smiled Harris. “But, you can’t take Louisiana out of the woman.”
“Have you ever had jambalaya?” Billy asked Sarah.
“No, I haven’t,” she replied.
“Well, my mama’s is the best, so you’re in for a treat,” he smiled.
“I can’t wait to try it,” said Sarah. Then, she looked at Alise. “Thank you so much for inviting us. It’s so beautiful here. You have an exquisite home.”
“Thank you. We love it here,” said Alise. “We’re so happy that you kids came to visit us. Next time, I’ll make some authentic Isleno food.” Alise was a petite woman in early fifties with shiny black hair that she wore up in a topknot. Her large brown eyes sparkled as she spoke.
“I’d love to taste it,” said Sarah. “I also want to tell you that your artwork is amazing, Mrs. Alfonso.”
“Please, call me Alise.”
“Your artwork is amazing, Alise,” Sarah smiled.
“Thank you, Dear. When we’re finished eating, I’d be happy to show you more pieces if you’re interested.”
“Interested? Oh, I’d love to see them,” Sarah told her. “Your dishes are so beautiful, too. I couldn’t help noticing how unique they are.”
“My mother made them,” said Alise.
“She did?” asked Sarah.
“Yes, she made pottery for years. She still has her own potter’s wheel and a kiln,” Alise informed her. “That was what prompted her to open the art gallery because her work was so well known.”
“Well, now I know who you get your talent from,” smiled Sarah.
“Where did you find this girl?” Alise asked Billy.
“I didn’t,” admitted Billy. “David went dredging for oysters and came back with Sarah,” he laughed.
“Well, she is a pearl all right,” said his father as he continued grilling. “Sarah, we’re so happy to meet you.”
“Thank you, Harris. I’m happy to be here.”
* * * * *
They all enjoyed lunch. Sarah felt so at home with Billy’s parents. When they finished, Sarah asked, “Where is Gabby?”
“She’s out on a boat with some friends,” said Alise.
“Oh, it’s too bad that the Gabster couldn’t be here today,” Billy smiled.
“I’m sorry I won’t get to see her,” said Sarah.
“I hope you’ll be able to meet her next time,” replied Alise.
On their way to Panama City, Billy and Sarah had decided to speak with his parents about Jessie’s family. No doubt, they would keep the matter confidential, especially if their son was in any kind of danger of reprisal from Charla. Sarah was eager to meet Gabby. But, she was more interested in finding out if Billy’s parents could shed light on the situation at hand. Gabby’s absence would allow them the necessary privacy to discuss the issue.
“Daddy and Mama, could we talk to you about something?” asked Billy.
“Why certainly, Dear,” said his mother.
“We’re not going to be grandparents, are we?” smiled his father.
“No, Daddy, it’s not that kind of ‘something,’ at all,” Billy grinned.
“Too bad because I was going to go buy him a fishing pole.”
“Harris, would you please mind your manners?” asked Alise.
“Forgive me, Alise. I’m just glad to see our son in such good spirits. It’s been a long time,” he asserted. “I had almost forgotten what it was like.”
“I
“Sarah. She is all that David claimed she was—and more.”
“You don’t even know her, Daddy.”
“No, but I know my son. I’ve seen his face for four empty years. Hollow. Like no one was home. This is the first day you’ve come to life since Jessie’s disappearance. I don’t know a thing about this girl, but I like her. I feel like she gave me my son back.”
Just then, Sarah stepped out on the terrace carrying a stack of blue dishes. Billy’s mother brought a pot of freshly cooked jambalaya. They set them on the table and sat down.
“You can take the woman out of Louisiana,” smiled Harris. “But, you can’t take Louisiana out of the woman.”
“Have you ever had jambalaya?” Billy asked Sarah.
“No, I haven’t,” she replied.
“Well, my mama’s is the best, so you’re in for a treat,” he smiled.
“I can’t wait to try it,” said Sarah. Then, she looked at Alise. “Thank you so much for inviting us. It’s so beautiful here. You have an exquisite home.”
“Thank you. We love it here,” said Alise. “We’re so happy that you kids came to visit us. Next time, I’ll make some authentic Isleno food.” Alise was a petite woman in early fifties with shiny black hair that she wore up in a topknot. Her large brown eyes sparkled as she spoke.
“I’d love to taste it,” said Sarah. “I also want to tell you that your artwork is amazing, Mrs. Alfonso.”
“Please, call me Alise.”
“Your artwork is amazing, Alise,” Sarah smiled.
“Thank you, Dear. When we’re finished eating, I’d be happy to show you more pieces if you’re interested.”
“Interested? Oh, I’d love to see them,” Sarah told her. “Your dishes are so beautiful, too. I couldn’t help noticing how unique they are.”
“My mother made them,” said Alise.
“She did?” asked Sarah.
“Yes, she made pottery for years. She still has her own potter’s wheel and a kiln,” Alise informed her. “That was what prompted her to open the art gallery because her work was so well known.”
“Well, now I know who you get your talent from,” smiled Sarah.
“Where did you find this girl?” Alise asked Billy.
“I didn’t,” admitted Billy. “David went dredging for oysters and came back with Sarah,” he laughed.
“Well, she is a pearl all right,” said his father as he continued grilling. “Sarah, we’re so happy to meet you.”
“Thank you, Harris. I’m happy to be here.”
* * * * *
They all enjoyed lunch. Sarah felt so at home with Billy’s parents. When they finished, Sarah asked, “Where is Gabby?”
“She’s out on a boat with some friends,” said Alise.
“Oh, it’s too bad that the Gabster couldn’t be here today,” Billy smiled.
“I’m sorry I won’t get to see her,” said Sarah.
“I hope you’ll be able to meet her next time,” replied Alise.
On their way to Panama City, Billy and Sarah had decided to speak with his parents about Jessie’s family. No doubt, they would keep the matter confidential, especially if their son was in any kind of danger of reprisal from Charla. Sarah was eager to meet Gabby. But, she was more interested in finding out if Billy’s parents could shed light on the situation at hand. Gabby’s absence would allow them the necessary privacy to discuss the issue.
“Daddy and Mama, could we talk to you about something?” asked Billy.
“Why certainly, Dear,” said his mother.
“We’re not going to be grandparents, are we?” smiled his father.
“No, Daddy, it’s not that kind of ‘something,’ at all,” Billy grinned.
“Too bad because I was going to go buy him a fishing pole.”
“Harris, would you please mind your manners?” asked Alise.
“Forgive me, Alise. I’m just glad to see our son in such good spirits. It’s been a long time,” he asserted. “I had almost forgotten what it was like.”
“I
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