Over dinner, even though Buford protested, he was given a plate full of rice and gravy and an unidentified meat, Buford explained what he wanted.
"Can't let Norma go," Alton mused aloud.
Norma stomped her foot in disappointment and anger.
Alton shot her a warning look.
"And I need Ooni here, at least on the weekend yeah," he continued to muse.
"That's fine; I can drop her off on Friday, pick her up on Sunday," Buford offered.
"And fifty a week, huh? Man, I don't know..." Alton said.
"How about this," Buford countered, looking into Eunice's hazel eyes. "Fifty a week and fifty more goes toward the thirty six hundred you owe me?"
"Hmm, that might work," Alton agreed, disappointed that Buford had not forgotten about the three thousand six hundred dollars he owed him.
After the meal, B
