God it hurts to see her cry and know that he couldn't do the most basic thing about it. Life just kept dealin' them blows, huh?

His face got darker the longer she went on until he had to point it back at the ground. He was gonna need to get her father's name and information, go meet the man back home and find a reason to bury him alive. It didn't matter if the man didn't know why.. Raylan would teach him a lesson.

He cleared his throat, half glancing up as he scratched at his forehead.

"Yeah they.. found a copy of this book I like. It.." His hand found it's hope propped on his hip. "They got to see the night that Winona served me our divorce papers. I'd gone down to Miami to look for a house and I know I was slackin' a little bit, but I had work and-" That didn't matter. "She decided to leave me for the realtor. I was notified of that fact by bein' served. It wasn't my best night as a calm rational person. Nothin' compared to.. to that."

Nothing, clearly.

"Nothin' compared to most of what everyone else had to share. It wasn't pretty." He took a deep breath. "I'm just glad you're back. You and Jeff both. If I had known earlier, I'd have said something. Left a.. a note when I left that first morning."