Thanksgiving at the Boat Ramp-4

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“Boudreaux I am going to check on Beverly and meet you down at the boat.” I told him and headed next door. Beverly answered my knock and the old girl looked totally different with a bit of makeup on. “You’re looking pretty Beverly, you about ready?” I said wanting to hurry up and get back over to the party “Yes, grab them jars of canned peaches and pickled okra and we can get going. A party, who would’ve thought that old lounge lizard would get home and have a party to go to before he even gets in the door good. “She said smiling and locking her backdoor. Everybody including Bear piled in the boat and we were off. ““Boudreaux how did you get stuck on the other side of the lake?” I asked him as we were heading back to the wharf. “Hell I drove over about 60 miles to put my boat in the

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