"'Evening, Lida Belle."
"Lord, Nannie, here I sit barefooted as a yard dog! You caught me resting my feet! Tie up your horse and come on in!" Miss Lida Belle took her snuff brush out of her mouth and started putting on her shoes.
'Td love to, Lida Belle, but it's getting on over in the evening. I'll have to come another day."
"Do that, Nannie! I'd sure be proud."
"I will. And y'all come!"
"We will!"
Mama flapped the reins ever so lightly against Old Dale's back. He trotted on.
"Mama, where's Addie Mae at?"
"I don't know, hon."
"Is Mister Ward gonna run after her like our rooster chases hens?"