Chapter 217: Family Meeting

Yeh keep yer hands and pecker to yerselves and yeh can keep yeh oysters. – Nessie

Chance had arrived early at the Shack to make sure everything was ready. It was true that he was a man whore, a complete slut. But he also took pride in his work. And not just the work with the ladies.

He also wanted to make sure that he was on Nessie’s good side. A woman with knives was scary. But a woman who had access to what you ate could be deadly. Especially one that knew about plants and natural remedies.

And some not so natural deaths that looked natural.

The day had cool weather, so the kitchen made stew, cornbread muffins, a baked potato bar, chicken nuggets and, in Nessie’s words, a feck ton of macaroni and cheese.

“Ladies,” Chance walked into the dining hall and savored the aroma. “It smells wonderful in here.”

He handed each woman a carnation as he passed them. Each one was that woman’s favorite color. Even the women that were strictly employees, he had flirted