Ma Reynolds-Lilly, on Shadow.
It's been a quiet day on the Reynolds ranch, even though Sallie feels more tired than usual.
Gettin' old, there, Sal.
She had just hired two new hands a week ago, and already Sallie feels like she doesn't need to keep an eye on them every second; they know their way around the land, and usually finished their work early. Sallie likes to tell herself that its because of her cooking that she always offers when they come to the house announcing their departure for the day, even though she knows it's just to pick up the day's pay. That doesn't change the grateful smile Sallie enjoys elliciting through pie.
This is possibly why, at the heavy rapping on her door, Sallie moves to answer it with two slices of sweet potato pie balanced on a plate in her hand.
Gettin' old, there, Sal.
She had just hired two new hands a week ago, and already Sallie feels like she doesn't need to keep an eye on them every second; they know their way around the land, and usually finished their work early. Sallie likes to tell herself that its because of her cooking that she always offers when they come to the house announcing their departure for the day, even though she knows it's just to pick up the day's pay. That doesn't change the grateful smile Sallie enjoys elliciting through pie.
This is possibly why, at the heavy rapping on her door, Sallie moves to answer it with two slices of sweet potato pie balanced on a plate in her hand.