“Just a minute ago. Hey, I know you need to get the allotment cabin set up, but you’re still coming to Noah’s birthday party after, right? And you’re going to bring this pretty lady, too, I hope.”
“Crap. That’s tonight? What day is it?”
“Friday, honey. Tracie, I think we need to get him one of those watches with the day and date.”
“Wouldn’t do any good,” the Hammond matriarch remarked. “He’ll just break it out working.”
“Hey,” Jeremiah retorted, “at least I remembered to wish him a happy birthday on his birthday. And I called him before any of the rest of you did, I’d like to add.”
“Yes, you did,” Tracie laughed. Then she shook her head. “Nineteen already. I can’t believe it.”
“Uncle Jere?” Archer asked.
“Yes, Bubba Louie?”
“Can I stay in the cabin with you?”
“Maybe one night, if
