"Wow, you've got a lot going on." Rosco shrugged as he help Gordy squeeze another box into Rosco's weathered car. The sun was out and it almost felt warm. Except for the winds coming over the huge snowbanks that hid the street.
"Yeap." By the looks of it, Rosco could see Gordy thought he'd lose it, but he knew he wouldn't.
"You'll see, its all gonna work out. You'll be just down the street now." Rosco smiled thinking of all the possibilities of having his brother around. Of course, the one he lived with, he hardly ever saw and seldom did anything with, but Gordy was different.
"I'm glad you think so," Gordy almost smiled. Almost. "You just don't have to put up with Rachel and how it'll be with my Mom."
"Oh. yeah," Rosco nodded with a squint. "Your Mom's cool."
"I forgot about that. You use to live there." Gordy went to get another box then. They couldn't hold too much more. And they had to get as much as they could do in the thaw of the afternoon. It would ice over, again, by nightfall. The snowfall hadn't been this heavy in decades.
"Well, I never her really saw her much. But she's, you know, cool." Rosco shrugged.
"Yeah, she sounds set on going on a cruise in March, I think. She wanted to sooner, but we gotta get married. And they can only squeeze us in February down at the courthouse."
"You sound like its a chore?" Rosco looked at him.
"Well, if we get this done before the baby gets here, it'll be kind of like a miracle, I guess." Gordy sighed as he closed the last of it in the trunk.
"You know we're a lazy bunch and take great pride in our procrastination." Rosco gave his brother a pat on the back then.
"Right." Gordy looked at him. "I hear you're taking some freebie course in how to update the bathroom down at Home Depot."
"Yeah, Saturday afternoons." Rosco crossed his arms.
"So, you gonna actually update the bathroom at your house?" Gordy looked at Rosco, seriously, as if he might know something about fixing things that he didn't.
"Not if I can help it." Rosco hugged himself. "Well, until Mom makes me."