“I would like to invite Theresa Ann for Easter dinner,” said Hillbilly Bob, one evening at the dinner table.
“Oh my!” exclaimed Mother. “This thing with Theresa Ann must be serious. You have never invited a girl for dinner before.”
“Now Mother,” scolded Hillbilly Bob. “Theresa Ann and I are engaged. She is my fiancée.”
“Yes,” said Mother. “I know that.”
“Hazel,” said Father. “Just settle down. We don’t want to scare the poor girl away.”
“Now Donald,” said Mother. “You know I would never do such a thing.”
Mother spent the next few days cooking up a storm for Easter dinner. She was thrilled that Theresa Ann was going to be present.
“Mother,” said Hillbilly Bob on Easter morning. “You have outdone yourself. Look at all this food.”
“I sure hope Theresa Ann has an appetite,” said Father, laughing as he took a cookie from the tray that Mother had just set down on the counter.
“Donald,” said Mother, slapping his hand. “No more goodies until Theresa Ann gets here.”
“Yeah Father,” said Hillbilly, taking a cookie too.
“You two stop!” exclaimed Mother.
“There is nothing to worry about,” said Hillbilly Bob laughing. “There is enough food here to feed an army.”
Theresa Ann arrived about an hour before dinner was served on Easter Sunday. She was amazed at the amount of food that Hillbilly Bob’s mother had prepared.
“Welcome to our home,” said Father.
Theresa Ann is normally very shy but Hillbilly Bob and his family made her feel right at home. She felt that she would fit right in with them. She helped Mother with the dishes after dinner.
“It was very nice to meet you,” said Mother, giving Theresa Ann a hug when she was ready to leave.
“You as well,” said Theresa Ann. “That was a wonderful Easter dinner. Thank you very much!”
“Here,” said Father, giving Theresa Ann a container full of baked goods. “We have so many leftovers. Please take these with you.”
“Thank you,” said Theresa Ann giving Father a hug as well.
“She is a very nice girl,” said Father to Hillbilly Bob after Theresa Ann had gotten into her car and drove down the driveway.
“Thank you,” said Hillbilly Bob. “She is a wonderful girl, isn’t she?”
“That was some Easter feast you cooked up there Hazel,” said Father, as Mother stepped out onto the front porch.
“It does seem that I did go overboard with the food,” laughed Mother.
“You always have a tendency of cooking a lot of food when you get excited,” said Father.
“I was excited to meet Theresa Ann,” said Mother. “She is a perfect girl for you, Hillbilly Bob.”
“I was excited to meet her as well,” said Father.
“I am glad you aren’t like Mother,” laughed Hillbilly Bob. “Otherwise we would be eating leftovers for months.”
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