1.4 Supper
It is surprising how much conversation is had even when food is being eaten. It is almost like a symphony as each person takes their cue to speak while others chew their latest bite. The masterpiece this night was not all that cohesive as the conversation drifted across many subjects.
“That sounds just like my job. Every time I speak up to point out an issue, it gets pushed aside, only to later be a huge deal that should of been handled earlier.” Henry pauses as he puts the last bite of lasagna in his mouth.
“Yea, it will not get any better elsewhere. I think that is just one of the issues with any business. And of course, you always think your problems are most important.” Jazmin smiles as she pokes fun at Henry, working to lighten the mood. “So Gerome, how is the family farm doing? Has the dry winter hurt the crops?”
Set back in his chair to make room for his now stuffed stomach, Gerome looks at Jazmin, “Moister always helps when there is to little, but then I would be complaining if we had to much. The wheat will survive. The thing that worries me the most is our 100 head of cattle. This whole quarantine of our cattle better not last long. The price of beef has already risen due to restrictions while ours has fallen.”
Swallowing his bite, Henry asks, “In just one day? It was just in this morning’s paper.”
“Well the case was reported Friday and the quarantine was placed Saturday morning. If you ask me it was a quick turn around for such a drastic action.”
Darla sees her chance to speak as Gerome takes a drink, “I think the government is just being safe. We pay our taxes for services, and security is one of those services. I bet this thing will pass over by Tuesday and then all will be back to the way it was. There is no way an infected cow would make it clear to the middle of the U.S. without getting caught along the way. I am sure everything is fine.”
“Well said.” Jazmin nods her head. “Now does anyone want dessert, or do we want to wait until later. We could play some games first. I know I could wait.”
Everyone agrees with Jazmin that waiting would be better. After removing the dishes from the table, the group settles in for a game of Monopoly and later follows up on the dessert. In the end, they agree that Darla was the winner, as Monopoly never seems to end, and it was getting late.
Seeing the couple to the door, Jazmin and Henry wish the friends a good night receiving the same from the departing. “I will call you later this week to set up a time for you to help me on the basement.” Henry yells out to Gerome. Gerome just nods and waves as he gets into his car to drive off.
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