Sharon sighed, made a face, and she gingerly moved the frozen meat looking for any other option. She glanced toward Evie, who was standing on the end of the shopping cart, one hand on the cart, and the other on the giant sugar cookie the bakery worker had given her. Evie seemed to be winning over everyone in this small town with her blonde curls. Sharon looked back to the meat to explore her options.

"Oh, hi, Mr. Policeman," Sharon heard and turned toward Evie once again. She'd only looked back to the meat for a second, and Evie was already talking to someone else.

"Evie, Sharon," Andy nodded and smiled at the pair. "We keep running into each other."

Sharon stood up, glad to turn away from the pitiful meat counter, and she brushed off her hands, not that she was planning to shake his again. That would just be weird. Instead, she gestured before resting her hand on the cart.

"Ahh, hi, Sheriff," Sharon said with a nod and a small smile. "It does appear we keep running into one another, that, or you have me under surveillance."

He shook his head as he chuckled and crossed his arms, "No, I promise, no surveillance. Remember, small town. It's a rare day when I don't run into a good number of people in this town."

Sharon chuckled, "Still getting used to that. I'd ask what brings you here to the grocery store, but I have a pretty good guess."

"Yeah," he patted his stomach and continued, "don't miss many meals. I'm just getting the last few things for Thanksgiving, though. Pop wanted me to pick up a fresh pie," he said with a smile. "That wasn't something I could argue."

"Well," Sharon pointed to the cart, where they also had a pie, "pie might be all we are eating for Thanksgiving. It seems the store is out of turkey, and I really don't want to drive the 25 minutes to the next town over to see if they have any turkeys left, especially now that it's started snowing for the season."

"Oh, man, you can join us," Andy offered. "Please."

"Absolutely not," she put up her hand. "I wasn't asking for an invitation. This is Evie's and my first Thanksgiving here. We just happened to arrive at the wrong time to get a turkey. We'll improvise and have a Thanksgiving to remember."

"I don't even want turkey," Evie said, making a face. "I want pizza."

"See," Sharon gestured and chuckled. Andy chuckled too and nodded in agreement with Sharon. "I'd be going all out for someone who doesn't want a turkey. Thank you for the officer, Sheriff, but we will be fine."

He frowned and raised an eyebrow at her, "I've told you to call me Andy, please. I am not some guy who wears his job on his sleeve."

"My apologies," Sharon said with a warm smile. "I've known plenty who are the type." She eyed his uniform and nodded to him, "I'm not one to offer up a lot about my past, but as you know I'm teaching legal studies-"

"Right," Andy snapped his finger. "I didn't get to ask about that."

"Law enforcement myself," she shrugged. "That, though, is a story for another time."

"Really?" Andy raised an eyebrow. "You're not some like law professor or something?"

"Hardly," Sharon chuckled. "It's a long story."

"Mommy, I'm hungry," Evie complained. Both looked to her as she was hanging onto the end of the cart. Sharon's gaze met Andy's, and she nodded toward Evie, "She just polished off a cookie. She still has crumbs on her face and is already hungry."

He chuckled and winked, "Hey, nothing wrong with always eating. Sounds like my kind of kid, cookie included."

Sharon grinned, "Yes, seems as if the free cookie is only for kids." Sharon shrugged, "I guess I'm hungry too."

Andy's radio alerted them both, and he put up his hand to step away from the two of them. Sharon looked back to the meat counter, grabbed a package of ground beef, and she turned back to her cart. She was about to move away and wave to Andy as he was on his radio, but he put his finger up for her to wait. He was only another few seconds and turned back to them with a smile.

"Sorry about that, nothing major, but in this town, there is hardly anything major," he smiled.

"That's good to hear. We should get going," Sharon offered. "Nice to see you again."

"Yes, same to you. Ahh, Happy Thanksgiving," he nodded.

"Same to you, and I'll see you around at school," Sharon told him. She stumbled over her words, "I mean, I guess I'll see you there, when I officially start."

He nodded and gave a small wave, "You'll see me, but I'm sure I'll see you both before then."