Big Bill walked Sharon out to her car and watched as she carefully placed the cardboard box in the trunk. Promising to call when she got to Morgantown to let him know she had safely arrived, she hugged him, got in the car and drove off, glad to be done with this last good bye. She had been at the shop a good 45 minutes. during that time, neither she nor Big Bill had mentioned Little Billy's name.

70 miles north of Charleston, she stopped at Burnsville to gas up and grab a burger at McDonald's. There was a post office next door. She reached under the seat and pulled out the packet she had shoved there earlier. She sat in the car while she addressed the envelop, then strode into the post office and got in line. She watched with grim satisfaction as the lady behind the counter applied the postage and dropped the envelop in the bin for out-going mail. The papers signing over her half-interest of the farm to Billy were on their way.