“Aunt Martha says she never liked that table anyhow,” he said.

“Once the deed’s all the way in my name, I might just list the whole property and head to Florida for the winter.

You know Dad always hated the cold.

I’m just doing what he should’ve done.”

He looked himself over in the visor mirror.

“There’s a lot of equity in that dirt,” Glenn said.

“Dad sat on it like a fool for twenty years.”

He snapped the mirror shut.