"I suppose so," Raylan granted, though it was the memories that came with it that brought him back. Helen and his mother talking in the kitchen while she made dinner, shooing him out from underfoot when he got too rambunctious.

"Not somethin' I'd expressly want either, except that we don't have it like we do at home, I think. The whole wantin' what you can't have thing. But if what you say is right, the Gull'll provide. I'd ask if you had anythin' from home you wish you had here, but I got a feelin' I know what the answer is."