Chapter 41: Harvest Dinner

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He slices the onion

Bill: I'm not one to boast, but gosh darn it, ya done good, Bill Green.

Flashback

He works in the garden; first, he plants the seeds

Bill: Growin' this year's harvest in the city was no easy task.

He reads the book Leafy Leaves Home at night

Bill: It took delicate care,

He wipes his brow in the hot sun

Bill: an incredible amount of hard work.

He mooches a head of lettuce

He munches

Bill: There were pests...

He growls

He splashes Cricket with a hose

He screams

Bill: But Bill, you even handled that.

End of Flashback

He is crying in tears

Bill: Good golly, this may be my finest crop ever.

He is suddenly met by Cricket and Tilly and Baraka peeking up from between

Cricket: Gee, Dad. I've never seen you cry from cuttin' onions before.

He is wiping tears

Bill: I'm not cryin' from the onion! I'm cryin' 'cause I love 'em!

He kisses the onion

Cricket: Yeah, but how much do you love me?

He makes a big-eyed baby face

Bill: Mmm.

He ruffles his hair

Bill: Enough.

There is a knock at the door

Cricket: Mom's here!

Tilly: Mom's here!

Baraka: Nancy's here!

Baraka: We're comin'!

The door bursts open; Nancy enters and shuts it in fright to the sound of clucking outside

[Rooster crows]

Nancy: Phew! That ol' rooster's mean as ever!

They hug her

Cricket: Mom!

Tilly: Mama!

Baraka: Nancy!

She laughs

Nancy: Hey there, chicken tenders!

She is knitting in her chair

Nancy: Hey, Alice. Great to see you.

She does is growl and bark at her loudly like a police dog

Nancy: Aah!

She is gasping

She runs away

She chuckles

Nancy: Guess who?

Bill: Nancy! Glad you could make it.

She is shaking him by the shoulder

Nancy: Of course, I'd be crazy to miss out on your famous harvest dinner.

Bill: Hey, what do you think about givin' me a hand?

Nancy: Me, help you cook? Uh, we never worked well in the kitchen. You're very...

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