“Can I help you son?” Buck asked walking up to him.
Billy was nervous and seemed to be upset.
“I’m just here to see Daisy, sir. My, my name is Billy.” he stammered, as he stuck his hand out to shake Buck’s.
Buck shook his hand and held eye contact with him. “So, this is Billy.” he thought. He seemed familiar but couldn’t place where he has seen him,
“What’s up, Billy?” Daisy asked coming up behind her dad.
She could feel the tension almost oozing from Buck as she approached them.
“I don’t mean to be disrespectful just showing up at your home like this, and I don’t want to come off as creepy, I just had to talk to you.” Billy said anxiously.
Buck walked inside and left them alone on the porch to sit and talk, making clear that they were not to move off the porch and out of sight.
“Have a seat, Billy,” she said as she walked to the row of rocking chairs. “What’s wrong, you seem upset.”
“Well, I wanted to talk to you because you are the only friend I have here, and I really need advice. My dad reached out to my mom and wants to see me…after almost eighteen years. I am a wreck, why should I go see him after all these years and why did he wait for so long to reach out to me? It turns out, he still lives here in Oak Grove, but I wouldn’t know him if I passed him on the street.”
“Whoa really, he lives here in town?” Daisy asked just as shocked as he is.
“Yeah and now we live in the same area. I do...