Bobby was stunned. He sank into a chair in the consultation room. Tammy, Jason, and Tina’s crying started up again with the retelling of the news. It was now Bobby’s turn to go through the range of emotions. “What the hell!” was all Bobby could get out. He leaned forward, put his elbows on his knees, and rubbed his forehead with his first two fingers. Bobby didn’t make any sobbing sounds, but the tears ran down his face like a couple of twin rivers. From his staggered breathing, it was easy to tell he was fighting the sobs. “I need to go to the funeral home across the road to make the arrangements,” Tammy said and then turned to her children. “The two of you want to go home?” All they could do is shake their heads. Neither of the two moved. …show more content…
He wasn’t sure what to think. His little brother is dead and there weren’t any known health issues. Bobby decided to call his daughter that evening, not only to tell her that her uncle Adam was dead, but also to just talk. It put in perspective that you never know when it is your time and he missed her so. Especially at a time like this. They made the trek to South Salem Funeral home. A man walked up to greet them. He introduced himself a Kevin Keeton then stuck out his hand to shake with Bobby and then Tammy. He was an older man wearing a black suit, black tie, and a white shirt. It seemed to Bobby that this was the standard uniform for funeral parlors. Kevin Keeton showed the group onto his office to set up arrangements. Forms were filled out for the body to be moved and a casket was chosen. Tammy had to admit that Kevin was making the process as gentle as he possibly could make it. The group left shortly after the completion of the paperwork. Kevin sat in his office making the write-up for the obituary in the paper when his supervisor, Carl DeJarnett stopped at his door. “Was that the Wyatt account?” Carl asked