Mel was just here. She's complaining about the food." "Huh?" Jack answered. "Mel?" "Yeah. She says my food is making her fat." Jack chuckled. "Oh, that. Yeah, she's making noises about that. Don't worry about it." "She didn't make it sound like I shouldn't worry about it. She was pretty much loaded for bear." "She had two babies in fourteen months, plus a hysterectomy. And-she doesn't like to be reminded about this-she's getting older in spite of herself. Women get a little thicker. You know." "How do you know that?" "Four sisters," Jack said. "It's all women ever worry about-the size of their butts and boobs. And thighs-thighs come up a lot." "She yelled at me," he said, still kind of startled. Paul laughed and Jack just shook his head. "Did you tell her that?" Preacher asked. "About women getting thicker with age?" "Do I look like I have a death wish? Besides, I don't think she's getting fat-but my opinion about that doesn't count for much." "She wants salads. And fresh fruit." "How hard is that?" Jack asked. "Not hard," Preacher said with a shrug. "But I don't stuff that pie down her neck every day." A sputter of laughter escaped Paul, and Jack said, "You're gonna want to watch that, Preach." "She wants me to use less butter and cream, take a few calories out of my food. Jack, it isn't going to taste as good that way. You can't make sauces and gravies without cream, butter, fat, flour. People love that stuff, salmon in dill sauce, fettuccine Alfredo, stuffed trout, brisket and garlic mash. Stews with thick gravy. People come a long way for my food." "Yeah, I know, Preach. You don't have to change everything-but make Mel a little something, huh? A salad, a broiled chicken breast, fish without the cream sauce, that kind of thing. You know what to do. Right?" "Of course. You don't think she wants everyone in this town on a diet? Because she says it's not healthy, the way I cook." "Nah. This is a phase, I think. But if you don't want to hear any more about it, just give her lettuce." He grinned. "And an apple instead of the pie." Preacher shook his head. "See, I think no matter what she says, that's going to make her pissy." "She said it's what she wants, right?" "Right." "May the force be with you," Jack said with a grin.
( Robyn Carr )
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