A gentle rain streamed against the truck's windshield as Ansel and I made our way into town. A storm front had moved in overnight. Since I couldn't sleep, I'd heard the thunder rumbling in the distance before the rain began tip-tapping on the tin roof. Today the cornflower blue skies that had been so vibrant yesterday were now streaked with gray.
It made sense that the world literally should be colorless since that's how my life felt now that Daddy was gone. I was grateful he had gotten one last good day. Although I had initially feared that going outside had been lead to his death, the coroner and family friend, Jed Sims, put me at ease. Ansel and I had left the room to let him examine Daddy.
After Jed cleared the funeral home to take Daddy, he pulled us both into the kitchen. I knew he
