A Maverick's Heart

Sitting straighter Rory pulled his spoon out of the pudding and stuck it in again. “In school how?”

“In your classes. How are your grades?”

The kid hiked both skinny shoulders and dolefully eyed Seth, who continued to work on finishing his salad.

“I dunno. Mom’s not happy if I don’t get As on my report card. But Memaw says she got some Bs. Memaw says only Ds and Fs are bad. I never get those.”

“Who’s Memaw?”

“You know... Memaw.” Rory stabbed his finger toward the kitchen just as Lila whipped back to their table carrying the coffeepot.

She gestured with it after topping off Seth’s mug. “In Kentucky where my mother grew up, grandparents were called memaw and papaw. I asked her preference when Rory was born. Here people go by grandma and grandpa. But she chose memaw.”

Seth grinned. “Whatever makes her happy?”

“Right. I don’t know about your mother, but when it comes to guilt trips, mine is the biggest travel agent in the world.”

Tipping his head back, Seth laughed long and loud. “Sorry, that description could fit my mother, too.”

Lila wagged a finger at her son. “Don’t you dare tell Memaw what I said. It’s a joke, honey, okay?” Returning her attention to Seth, she grew serious. “It looks as if you’re finished. Do you want anything else or just your check? We close in half an hour.”

“If that gives me time for chocolate pudding I’ll have some. Otherwise I’m good to go. Oh, but something I wanted to discuss with you before I take off... How would you feel about me playing catch with Rory after school? I used to play a lot. I’ve taught kids in underdeveloped countries. Maybe if you agree, I could give Rory a few batting tips, too.”

Rory’s eyes widened. “I didn’t ask him, Mama. Honestly!”

“No, he didn’t ask. Zeke suggested it. And since my brother is going to help some ranchers and is delaying the roofing, I’ll have some free time.”

Lila fidgeted. “Rory comes here to do his homework after school. But...it is staying lighter longer. If we get home before dark and you’re around, I’m sure he’d love some tips. But I don’t want him bugging you,” she quickly added when her son did two fist pumps and squealed “Yeesss!” with an ear-to-ear grin.

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