The Fourth was coming and Betty learned from Omaha he couldn't handle the smoking and the grilling this time around cause the baby was here and everything had changed. Of course, she got Ed to man the grills and Ollie and her son Dewey were helping. Still, she knew Omaha was put off by it. He didn't like anything about there grilling possibilities.
"Can't you just relax?" Betty asked. Omaha was born on the Fourth of July. She talked about how great it would be this year with little Monty.
"I never celebrate my birthday," Omaha assured her.
"Well, we need to change that," Betty gave him a pat on the back. She was certain she could turn her wedding cake recipe into a birthday cake if given a chance. She would make sure there was a big celebration.
Possibly, he'd been more of a son to her than he even knew. "I appreciate everything you've done for us." She told him she felt her girls had been safer going to school with him back in high school."
Omaha gave her a perturbed look. She could see in his eyes he didn't see it that way, with all that had happened to her oldest daughter Tiffany while growing up.
"You just have to stop worrying and enjoy life," Betty wondered how many times she could say it before it sank in. He needed to leave the past behind. This was a new chapter in his life. He had his own family. He needed to make the best of it.
"Don't you worry about a thing," Betty was certain she and Ed and all those still at her house would make this a Fourth of July to be remembered.
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