Granny and Billy pull up not long after the logging crew disappears from sight on their hike back into town.
I"m eager to hear what the judge told them, but that runs right outta my brain when I see what they"re carrying.
PIZZA PIE!
It"s a rare treat.
"Figured since I"ll be on the dole soon, might as well go down with fireworks," Billy explains when he sets the boxes on the counter.
"Won"t get that far," Granny tells him, taking plates from the cupboard. "People still be needing helping, and I gots a fair-size nest egg tucked away. Plus," she stops and looks straight at Billy, "I have a feeling those outsiders won"t be here long."
"Not after what happened today," Uncle Abe adds, tucking his thumbs under his suspenders and rocking back on his heels.
"Them pies smell good, and I got a
