"Hmm," Ms. Donahue said. "Come on in, then. Tell me what you can. Looking good, Anderson."
He hugged her as he reached the porch. "Good to see you too, Ms. Donahue."
She gave him a light shove that didn't even come close to moving him. "Ms. Ginny worked just fine when you was a boy, it'll work fine now. Who are your friends?"
Anderson motioned to Becca and Amy, introducing them before tugging Lynn forward. "And this is my fiancé, Lynn Seymour."
"Pleasure," Ginny said, shaking all their hands, lingering on Lynn. "Anderson picked a pretty one. Ya'll come on in. I'll try to find you boys some clothes, but it's all girls around here."
"We don't care what we wear," Anderson replied.
"All right, then. Showers upstairs and down, heater can handle them running together. Phone is in the kitchen, and I've got a cell phone lying around here somewhere too."