Collision Course 4.64

            “I’m stuffed,” lamented Jo pushing the chair back on two legs.  Rocking there, one hand letting go of the edge of the table, then trying to ease her other hand away, but the chair rocked back, almost spilling her to the floor.

            “Ya gonna fall,” said Angelica wagging her finger at Jo.

            “You’re gonna fall,” echoed Bette in the same tone.

            “What is this, pick on Jo night?” snorted Jo giving Spencer a look, waiting to see if she was going to say something also.

            “I’m shutting the heck up,” said Spencer with her hands up in the air in surrender.  She and her mother had been getting along great in the last few days, and she wasn’t about to ruin that.  Having her mother back in her life was difficult, it was hard to let her Jo back into her life, because there was always that threat of losing her mother.  Jo had led a dangerous life, and now, she was doing it again.  It bothered Spencer that her mother put her life on the line for strangers.

            Bette had made a wonderful duck, and Spencer had handled the rest of the meal.  Now, all of them were full, and the sun was starting its downward trek to the horizon again, they all seemed very thoughtful and settled for the evening.

            “So what are we doing for dessert?” asked Bette just as she began to get up, there was a knock on the door.  “I’ll get it.”

            Jo and Spencer began to clear the table, and headed into the kitchen, and Angelica got up and ran after her mother, “Da blonde wady is here!” called out the young girl.

            “Blonde lady?” asked Spencer her face serious as always. 

            Jo shrugged, “Might be Doyle, she forgot some samples here last week.”

            “The place looks good,” offered Spencer softly giving the room a look, thinking that it was homey and nothing like where she’d grown up.

            “You might want to check upstairs later,” said Jo in the same soft voice as Spencer was using.

            “Why?”