He watched her take a shaky breath and use the heel of her hand to wipe away tears. She looked defeated. God, she was crying, he cringed at the sensat...ons it wrought in his gut. ‘Laney?’ She turned to face him and tried to fake a smile, failing miserably. Giving up on the smile, she sniffed and looked down at her hands, her lower lip quivering. ‘Oh, sweetie,’ he dropped onto the bench next to her and pulled the mug from her hands, setting it on a nearby table. ‘What happened?’ ‘How long was I. I saw mom with a tear falling.The five of us all laughed.“What does this all mean?” Sally asked.“As my lawyer put it, I am worth more dead than alive,” he said, thinking that was funny. “A trust has been created. All the homes, including this one and the bank account the money is in have been placed in the trust.”“What do I get if you croak tomorrow, Dad?” I said getting slaps from both my sisters.Holding in a chuckle, he said, “When I die, it goes to your mother. If we die in the same. " Carrots, sausage sticks, anything with that particular shape?" You're sick Jill, I was going to make dinner but now thanks to you I'm not hungry anymore, so why don't you fuck off and go home." Don't tell me to fuck off, you fuck off, or better yet come over here and fuck me." Jesus Jill, do you hate me that much, you must think I'm some sort of pervert do you, just because I haven't had a date in awhile I must be ready to fuck just about anyone huh, is that it?" Oh God damn it Peter I am so. He glanced to Lacey and half-smiled. It was a rather crooked smile, like part of his lips didn’t want to complete the gesture. He tipped his hat to her ‘Mornin’ Ma’am. Thank ye fer breakfast, Carol. Mighty fine.’ he said as headed off for the barn. Lacey flushed as Wesley walked by and then offered him a smile. ‘Morning,’ she called back before catching a glimpse of Caroline who was jerking her head toward the barn and the retreating form of Wesley, giving Lacey a look like she should follow..