Chapter Eighteen

Happy Days

Bubba returned home from the hospital to stay with his father and mother.  They needed him to help on their small farm since both were getting on in age.

Bubba needed to spend some time in a familiar setting where he could have down-time to recuperate from his traumatic experience.

“Bubba, we’re so glad to have you home with us. Son, if you need anything, just ask. I pray for you each day and ask God to bless you through these hard times. If you want to talk to me about anything, I’m here to listen and see if I can help. I love you, son.”

Sunday came and Bubba’s parents asked him to join them at Sunday services.

“Okay, I don’t have anything better to do. What time is the service?”

His mother said, “We are going to the ten o’clock service. Will you be joining us?”

“Yes, mom, I’ll be there.”

Ten o’clock came and his father presided over the service. It was a peaceful encounter for Bubba. He felt refreshed afterwards with a sense of peace about him.

The music soothed him the most. He loved the choir and they sounded so professional. A young woman in the choir caught Bubba’s eye. She sure was pretty. Her blond hair was long and curly, and she sang like an angel. He couldn’t take his eyes off her.

After the service, everyone gathered outside the church. Old friends and neighbors were glad to see Bubba and it made him feel good. He felt needed. This was a feeling he hadn’t experienced in a long time.

“Bubba” called his mother. “I would like you to meet sweet Angelica.”

Bubba thought to himself, Oh no not another frumpy church-going woman. He pictured her in his mind as an older single woman. Her hair would be drawn back away from her face and in a bun. She would be wearing a long dress which revealed nothing.

He turned around and there stood the beautiful young woman he saw in the choir.

“Hi, my name is Bubba. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Shyly Angelica answered, “You can call me Angie. That’s what all my friends call me. It’s Angie.”

Bubba couldn’t take his eyes off Angie. Her long curly blonde hair and blue eyes were mesmerizing.

“Angie, how long have you lived here?

“We moved here three years ago from Texas. I just love it here.”

“Can I ask you if you are married?”

“You can ask.”


“No, I just haven’t found the right person yet.”

“Besides, my parents aren’t in the best of health and I’m their only child, so it’s up to me to take care of them.  They don’t have the means to hire someone to care for them.”

“That’s a big job.  Are you going home now?”

Angie answered, “Yes Bubba. I was planning on going back to my house.

Bubba looked at Angie and asked, “Can I give you a lift home?”

“I’d love that, Bubba. It is Bubba, right?”

“You got that right. At least that’s what everyone calls me.”

When they arrived at Angie’s house, Bubba leaned over to open the door. He could smell a slight scent of perfume. He opened the door and said, “Angie, would you like to go to a movie this week?”

Angie shyly looked over at Bubba.  How could she resist?

“Yes, of course.  I just need to coordinate with the state assigned nurse who helps me and who comes to take care of mom and dad while I shop for them.  I can let you know by Wednesday night. Do you have a phone? I can call you as soon as I know what’s going on.”

“That will be great. My number is 397-4009. I’ll wait for your call.”

Bubba drove off, happier than he had been in years.  His last involvement with a woman was Jenna. He wondered whatever happened to her. But now it wasn’t Jenna he focused on; it was Angie.

Wednesday came around and he waited patiently for Angie to call. As he stepped away from the telephone, it rang.

“Hello, this is Bubba.”

“Hi, this is Angie. I wanted to let you know that I am free on Friday evening. Is that good for you?”

Bubba was so tongue-tied that he could hardly answer Angie.

“Uh, uh, yes, Friday evening is great. The movie starts at seven-thirty. I thought we could catch a bite to eat and then go to the movie. Would that be okay with you?”

There was silence at the other end of the phone.

“Angie, are you there?”

“I’m here and yes it would be a great time for me. I’m really looking forward to seeing you again.”

“Me too. Is five o’clock too early?

“No Bubba, that sounds great.”

“Okay Angie, I guess I’ll see you on Friday.”

For Bubba, Friday couldn’t come around fast enough. It was the first time in a long time that he looked forward to a Friday night.

Friday seemed to take forever to get here. Then suddenly, it was Friday!  “Whoopee, I have a date with a beautiful girl,” he sang as he dressed for his date. He was showered, shaved and dressed by four o’clock. He only had an hour to wait. It seemed like forever to him,

Finally, it was time to pick up Angie.

“Oh my God, it’s been so long that my knees are shaking. I hope she likes me. I hope, I hope, I hope.”

When Bubba got to Angie’s house, he was a little surprised. He didn’t pay attention to the house when he dropped Angie off on Sunday.

It didn’t look like a place Angie would live in. The bushes were overgrown, the lawn overgrown, and the house needed a good paint job before it fell-down.

Angie came out of the front door, bounced down the steps and opened Bubba’s door.

“Hi” she cheerfully greeted Bubba.

“Hi yourself” replied Bubba. “You look beautiful tonight.”

“Where are we going first? I’m really hungry.”

“I was thinking about going to that new dinner downtown. Have you ever been there?”

“No, but I hear it’s really great.”

Off they went. Bubba happy to have Angie by his side and Angie happy to be going out with Bubba.

After a quick bite, they headed over to the movies. They decided to see an Elvis Presley movie.

“Wow, that was a great movie. I just love Elvis Presley. That music just made you want to get up and dance,” said Angie.

They walked back to Bubba’s car, hand-in-hand.

Bubba drove Angie back home. He managed to give her a kiss goodnight. On the way home, all he could think about was Angie.

That night was one of the first night’s sleep came to Bubba peacefully. He dreamt about life with her. Oh God, I really have it bad. I’m afraid I’m falling for Angie.

He couldn’t wait until he could talk to her on the phone. When he called her, she was busy taking care of her parents but asked if they could meet again.

“Of course, yes, yes, and emphatically yes.”

That night they rendezvoused and went up to the top of the mountain to park. It was so easy to talk to Angie. Finally, he worked up enough courage to kiss her.

Oh my God, that was so good, Bubba thought.

The feelings just burst out and he recalled how he felt with Jenna. This was just as good, and he liked it.

He wanted to see more of Angie, but he didn’t want to appear to be pushing himself on her.

“Angie, I really like you. I’m not the type of guy that is a player. I’m looking for a real solid relationship. I hope I don’t scare you off by telling you this.”

“I’ve waited so long for the right man to come into my life. All I want is someone who loves me and believes in marriage.”

They looked at each other and just cuddled. No more words were necessary.

Angie and Bubba dated for the next six months. It was always great to be together. They enjoyed the same activities and sports. They liked taking a ride in Bubba’s old truck. How much fun it was to go down those bumpy roads where no one else was.

One Sunday Angie packed a picnic basket. Away they went down a secluded park off the road to their favorite spot. They enjoyed the beauty of the wilderness.

“Are you hungry, Bubba?” asked Angie.

“I’m starving and is that fried chicken I smell in that basket?”

“Made it myself. It’s one of my specialties. I hope you like it.”

“Is that potato salad and fried okra too? You really know the way to a man’s heart.”

“I brought some moonshine made by the boys in the hills. Would you like to try it?”

“I’ve never ever had a drink of alcohol before.”

“Just take a little sip.”

Angie did so and felt the burning hot liquid go down her throat. She could feel herself relax and it felt good.

“Can I have one more sip?”

“Of course, just go slow this stuff is potent.”

Angie let go of all her inhibitions for the first time in her life. Bubba was feeling pretty good too.

“Let’s have some of that wonderful smelling chicken.”

They enjoyed the well-prepared meal and just sat back on the blanket and looked up at the clear blue sky. Life is good thought Bubba.

Just then Angie came over by him and kissed him on the cheek. Bubba grabbed her and gave her the biggest hug and kiss he could.

The next thing they knew it they were kissing and hugging every second.

They tried to stop with just a kiss, but it didn’t work out. Both had been starved for a loving relationship. Afterward, Bubba apologized.

“What for,” asked Angie. “I wanted you to make love to me as badly as you.”

With that, Bubba breathed a sigh of relief. “Can we see each other tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow?”

“Yes, for sure.”

Every night they met, made love and enjoyed each other. Then, Angie told Bubba she needed to talk to him.

“Okay, sweetheart, what do you want to talk about?”

“Bubba, I’m pregnant.”

You could cut the air with a knife. “Pregnant, oh my God, we never thought of using birth control of any kind. It’s my fault for being so stupid.””

“You mean you are going to have a baby?”

“That’s exactly what I mean. What are we going to do?”

Bubba sat back for a minute to think. I’m going to be a father. Holy Shit!

“How far along are you?”

“I’m six weeks pregnant.”

“Okay, it’s easy to solve – let’s get married.”


“Yes, married, will you marry me, Angie?”

It didn’t take Angie long to respond. She was so in love with Bubba and just couldn’t wait to be his wife. She was twenty-eight years old and it was time for her to have her own family.

“Yes, I’ll marry you.”


“Soon – real soon.”


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