Incest Justin Thyme by Callicious

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Grandma, Rosemary and Steph were rattling pots and pans around in the kitchen by the time Grandpa and Dad finished talking and I knew we didn't have to worry about eating tonight. With Grandma in the house food is never an issue. I got my phone back from Grandpa and quickly called Jim at home.

"Hi Jim, Justin. Look, I need a big favor. . . . Yes, that was me they were talking about. . . . I'll tell you about it later, OK? . . . . Well, I need some help with the house up in Scottsdale. I can't go back up there for the next day or two until all of this stuff dies down, and I really think I need that security gate installed right away. . . . Yes, and I have all of the other things hooked up in the house, they just aren't turned on. . . . Well, here is what I'm thinking. Is there any way you could take a couple of guys up there and install that gate and turn on the system for me. I'll run the store for you while you are gone, and of course we'll pay for it. . . . I was hoping for tomorrow. . . . Let's just say I don't want to leave any temptation for anyone. . . . Thank you so much! I knew I could count on you. . . . OK. See you in the morning.

"What was that, Justin?" Grandpa was looking at me curiously.

"I got to thinking while we watched the news that we left all the gold in the house, plus all of those papers hidden in the desk, whatever they are. We didn't turn on the security system, and I'm really not comfortable without the gate in place now. I know Jim will do us right, and I can trust him. There's no way I can go up there for a day or two."

Grandpa nodded. "It's probably not a bad idea."

"What's really nice about it is that I don't have to go in to the store. He hired two guys to take my place, and he said they could cover it for a day."

Rosemary walked into the room and called us to supper. Grandma was fussing over the stove as Grandpa and I went in there. "If I'd have known I was coming over to fix food for you I would have planned it better. You've got to settle for biscuits and gravy. I'm sorry, but with what I had to work with and the time of day I didn't want to try to get anything else going. It would have been bedtime before we could have eaten."

I gave Grandma a hug and said, "Thank you. You know I love your biscuits and gravy!" I really do! Most people use black pepper with their sausage to make the gravy, but Grandma always throws in a healthy pinch of cayenne pepper too, so it is nice and hot, just the way I like it! She also make hand squeezed, she calls them 'hand squozed', buttermilk biscuits that you have to put a towel over the bowl to keep them from floating away. They are that light and fluffy! Mom tries, but she has never learned to cook them the way Grandma does, nor can Grandma write down the recipe because she mixes it until it 'looks right'.

Grandma looked over at Grandpa and said, "Now Ben, two biscuits with gravy is all you get, and don't you try sneaking another. You know what Dr. Bowden said last week." Grandpa just shook his head at me and shrugged his shoulders.

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Tom and Madge Collins sat down with Michael and Susie to watch the news report, and then Michael had to tell them in rather plain detail what all had transpired, and about the railroad people. Susie made sure her Dad knew about the open ended job offer Ben Jorgenson and Pete Fleming gave him, and that he would be at least taking a look at their programming needs for a more reliable schedule. She knew her Dad held Michael in high esteem, but what girl doesn't like to make her man look good to her father?

Madge was more interested in the gold, not from an avaricious standpoint, but what mother doesn't want to be certain her daughter is going to be well taken care of? Michael told her of the railroad money discovery, but said nothing of the other gold. He really didn't care about it all that much, and he saw no reason to push it in their faces.

By the time they were through talking after the news it was too late to start dinner, so Michael suggested they all go to Al's and celebrate there, but to please not talk about it to anyone.

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Mary's pot roast was a big success with Tom Meechum. After his third helping he looked sheepishly across the table. "I'm afraid I've made a bit of a pig of myself tonight. I'm a very poor cook, and I get tired of hospital food, which is mostly what I eat, just so I don't have to go out and eat by myself."

Mary was pleased to see him enjoy her cooking, especially since it was something so simple and ordinary. If she had planned on asking him over she would have put a lot more effort into making something fancy, but it was plain good home cooking and was more than enough to please him. "Thank you. I told you it would be pot luck, and tonight we both got lucky." What she said hit her all of a sudden and she blushed and looked down.

Tom caught the double entendre, but knew it was not intended as such. Reaching across the table he took her hand and said, "I thank you. I indeed feel I have been more than lucky in meeting you." He paused for a moment before continuing. "I feel a little funny being in Winters' house eating with his wife. I almost feel like I'm cheating him somehow, although I know I'm not."

"Please don't feel that way, Tom. He would not feel that way at all. Brad obviously thought highly of you, or he wouldn't have told you to go to Med School."