"Oh boy," Lisa said, pulling a face. "Do these make me look fat?"
"Girl, nobody looks good in hip waders," Maggie said with a laugh. "But that man you're going with, he won't be looking at your waders."
"Okay, I'll take it all," Lisa said.
"Ooh!" Maggie made an enthusiastic noise of approval.
"If this thing doesn't work out, what's your refund policy?" Lisa asked, grimacing.
Maggie furrowed her brow, "I don't have one, but for you I'll make an exception."
Lisa sighed, "Thank you, Maggie."
"I don't know what you're so worried about," Maggie said. "That man is crazy about you."
Lisa pulled a face. Clearly indicating that she was worried anyway.
Maggie slid the bill toward her and Lisa grimaced. "Ooh boy! I'd better catch something."
Maggie surveyed her, "I think you already did." This poor woman had it bad for Jack Bartlett.
"Going fishing, grandpa?" Amy said from her position in a stall, as Jack passed her by, gathering his fishing equipment.
"Yeah," he answered, continuing his search.
"Isn't it a little early in the season to be going fishing?" Marion asked, catching Amy's eye.
"That's the beauty of it. All the fair weather fishermen will be gone, but the fish will be there," Jack said, brightly.
"Are you going by yourself, grandpa?" Amy asked.
Jack turned, surveying them both, he sighed, "I'm taking Lisa to my fishing cabin."
"Oh," Amy said.
Jack surveyed her, waiting for her to say what was on her mind.
"It's just you haven't taken anyone there since grandma died," Amy said.
"I know," Jack said, "but I have managed my own romantic life thus far. And I don't need any advice from anybody else. I get enough of that from Mallory, and your mother." He fixed his gaze on Marion.
Marion nodded at Amy, conceding that she had been butting into his romantic affairs.
"Okay," Amy said, shrugging, and holding her hands up, "I didn't mean to pry! I'm going to go check in with Jesse," and she put down her pitchfork and headed into the house.
Marion shot her dad a look.
"What?" Jack said.
"You don't have to be such a grump," Marion said.
Jack rolled his eyes, "Well, I have enough women butting into my life as it is."
"So, the fishing cabin?" Marion prompted.
"I figured it would give Lisa and I somewhere quiet and private to talk. She's leaving to go to France for business soon."
"Oh," Marion said, filing away the fact that Lisa was leaving town soon, "so you're going to talk to her."
Jack shot Marion a glance. He sighed, "Yes, I plan to make sure we are on the same page."
"Good," Marion said. Then turned and surveyed her dad again, "So Lisa's headed to France."
"Yup," Jack said.
Marion continued to regard him silently.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing," Marion said. Yup, her dad was definitely grumpy.