"Colt, thank you for this, this is... I don't know what to say."
"It was your girls Cy, I had nothing to do with it; it was all mom and Kat."
"This is too much and that headstone, you can't tell me that thing is only worth two grand." As a matter of fact it was worth fifteen but he didn't need to know that.
"Didn't the guy tell you they were having some kind of crazy sale?" He gave me a look like he knew I was full of shit, which I pretended not to notice as I looked around at the people who had travelled with us.
There had to be a good sixty or seventy people here. The ones who stayed back were watching the kids or the business but everyone had pitched in in some way or the other.
Mom and Kat had come up with the idea of a small service, which had just ended and now we were having a picnic under the tree that Cy had chosen to shade his wife.