Grave

"Well, he's going to be ripe by tonight." Jared told the pair seriously.

"Jared, you need to check the garage for shovels and plastic. If there is nothing, we might need to run to the market and do some shopping." Cora told him and he nodded.

"I would prefer that you don't leave the house." Margo told Cora.

"Hun, you are going to need to accept that sometimes I need to leave the house. I told you that I'm not running anymore but I won't let you keep me prisoner." Cora answered in a mild tone. Margo nodded reluctantly.

Jared checked the garage, and the storage shed and found two sturdy shovels. Unfortunately, after searching everywhere there was no plastic. Jared decided to run to town by himself and get what they would need for the suicidal feeder in the trunk.