Wil pulled into his mother's driveway beside the large moving van and climbed out of his car. He glanced around at her forgotten garden and sighed as he walked to the door. It stood open and he could hear his men inside.
"Wow. This woman's got everything there is to have in this house!" an awed voice exclaimed from inside.
"Don't touch anything. Wil said there's stuff we can't throw out. Marlene'll kill him if we do."
"I'm here, Jackson."
"Hey, Boss. How'd it go?" The over muscled, puppy dog faced man stepped into Wil's line of sight as he spoke.
"Well, she's not happy, if that's what you mean. But she'll get through it. She's gonna like it there."
"That's good at least. Is it as pretty as the pamphlet?"
"Prettier. And she can smoke outside in the winter and still be warm. She'll like that."
"Didn't you say something about a garden club?"
Wil turned to look at the dying vegetation behind him. "Somehow, I think that will be lost on her."
A sad silence fell over the two friends as they b