"Thank ya." Billy smiled kindly, removing his hat from his head. His short black hair was in a mess from the mixture of sweat and wearing the hat all day. Setting it down on the kitchen table, Billy pulled out a chair and plopped down, kicking off his western boots. Tilting the chair back on its back legs, he put his hands behind his head and propped his socked feet up on the table, gazing around at the inside of the house.