Wednesday - Evening
Besha doesn't look up from her gardening, "in a minute, in a minute. This garden doesn't weed itself..." she tosses a handful of weeds back towards the pile, spraying Jerran with dirt. In a moment she sets down the trowel she was using and pushes herself up, brushing dirt from a denim gardening apron, she turns around, "Oh, Alton, how nice to see you. And Ringly, I haven't seen you over this way, well since you stopped coming by to see Welsly." Seeing Jerran fretting over the dirt now covering him she begins laughing which is accompanied by slight snorting, "Jerran. What can I do for the three of you boys?"