Clara stared at Dukey, then at Sukey. “I am so glad everyone enjoyed the '<strong>Possum</strong>, it was my Momma's recipe, and I really tried hard not to mess it up.” She looked over at her daddy whose eyes appeared to be a little glazed. His comment made her beam with pride. “Aw Thank you Daddy,” Clara kissed her daddy's cheek.<br/><br/>“Dukey, it would be be best to call my Daddy Mr. Klutz, at least until he forgives you for whatever it was you didn't do.”<br/><br/>Clara spoke to her daddy next. “Now Daddy, I just want you to know, Dukey never ran me over, I ran into his car, that is the truth. I wanted to thank him proper, and invite him for dinner, for helping me at the Tractors Are Us store, and ask him to come inside the store to meet you. My klutziness as usual, got in the way. And you saw from a different angle, what actually happened.”<br/><br/>Turning to Mrs. Pookie, who was well, putting it bluntly, highly intoxicated, and flaunting herself without blush in front of Daddy, Dukey and her. She winked at Dukey, mouthed to him, “great job!”<br/><br/>“I will get the table cleared Sukey, you and Dukey are our guests, please stay seated.” Clara cleared the table of everything and brought over a second bottle of wine. She handed Dukey the corkscrew and went to get the dessert dishes, placing them in front of each person there. She cut the cheesecake, brought it and the strawberries with whipped cream over to the table.<br/><br/>“Please enjoy your dessert everyone,” she said.