"Sure thing, Mom. I'll go get changed and come by & check it out."
"Wonderful. I'll see you there."
"Yes dear, we're certainly busy. Will you pitch in today, we could use the help."
"Sure, point me in the right direction..."
Sonja smiled and patted her son's shoulder. "We're all closed up. Come in the office with me for a moment."
Alton smiled at his Mom. "I liked it. Much different pace than I'm used to, but it's a great place!"
Sonja blinked back tears. "Well, I wanted you to know that it's yours... once I pass..." she managed to awkwardly say without sobbing.
Alton looked at her aghast, "Whoa... whoa! We don't have to worry about that!"
Sonja patted his hand. " Yes we do. I'm not getting any younger & I wanted to make sure you loved it here as much as I did and that you'll be happy here."
"Mom, seriously, we don't have to worry about that for years! Come on, let's get home." Alton was shook up. He couldn't Mom was talking about dying. Mom & Dad were so young still! He didn't even want to think about them leaving him!