Death

So a lot of people (and a dog) have died in my life recently. So Austin & I were having a rather morose conversation.
Me: I have to at least outlive Mom.
Austin: I don't know. The way that woman's going, she's gonna outlive you.
Me: True. She's going to be the death of me. You'll have to take care of her then.
Austin: No way.
Me: You know Leah's not going to go to Goodwill with her. Someone's got to do it.

Austin: There's no blood between us. Except for hers. On the floor. Because I put it there.