Chapter 64

“What brought this on?”

“We just think it’s the right thing to do,” Zeb said. “You guys almost never use it, and we use it all the time.”

“Mike and I will talk about it later and get back to you. Okay?”

“Sure,” Zeke said.

They left for work, and we had a light lunch before we dressed to go to the closing, which was held at the office of Uncle Cyrus’ lawyer. After the closing, we spent some time getting acquainted with the lawyer. He was a typical good old boy—perhaps he might even have been described as a good older boy, if there was such a term. He was in his sixties, but there was a sharp mind hidden behind his good old boy persona. We learned that he had worked for a huge law firm in Atlanta when he was fresh out of law school and he’d hated life in the big city, so he had come home to his native hills and never left. We liked him well enough that we gave him a small retainer against services we might need that our Jacksonville lawyer wasn’t equipped to handle.