she was the new agent working on Chuck’s case, and that she was looking forward to bringing the matter of his outstanding taxes to a close quickly. She’d even offered to talk to his Grandfather about reducing the amount of money owed, Charlie realized. As far as he could tell, Grandpa Chuck had never replied.
There were two letters that indicated that the IRS had become aware of Grandpa Chuck’s death, indicating that a final tax return needed to be filed and that all past due taxes were now payable immediately. Charlie set these to the side, finished his drink, took a deep breath, and called his brothers.
“I think we should sue,” Matthew said, the minute Charlie finished explaining what had happened.
“Sue who?” Charlie asked. “Grandpa’s dead. It’s not like we’re going to be able to get the money out of him.”
“Sue our attorney for one,” Matthew replied. “Wasn’t it his job to find out we didn’t have anything like this hanging over our heads?”
“I asked him about the estate taxes, and he said we were clear,” Charlie said. “Even the IRS lady agreed with that. This other stuff?” He shrugged. “I don’t know how he was supposed to even know about it. He had his mail going to this old lady way off in bum fuck nowhere.”
“Sue her, then,” Matthew replied. “For interfering with the mail or whatever.”
“She doesn’t have nothing, Matt,” Charlie replied. The idea of suing Adelaide made him angrier than he expected to be. “I mean, she lives in a freaking hole in the ground, all right? So give it up with the lawsuit thing already.”
“Well, where are we going to come up with $100,000?” Matthew shot back. “I don’t have that kind of money.”
“I’ve got $23,000 saved up,” David said. It was a calm statement that took all the energy out of Charlie and Matthew’s bickering. “If that’s going to help us hold onto the farm, we can use that.”
“How the hell did you save up $23,000?” Matthew asked.
“There’s not a lot to spend it on out here,” David replied. “Seeing as the whole damn country’s been shot to shit, you know?”
“I don’t want to spend your money, David,” Charlie said. “You’re going to need that when you get out of the service.”
“I’m going to need a place to live when I get out,” David replied. “I’m going to need a job. I’m going to need a super hot cowgirl wife. I’m expecting that if I put this money into keeping the ranch, you can take care of the rest.”
Charlie teared up, touched by his brother’s gesture. He struggled to keep that emotion out of his voice when he replied, because he knew David always preferred to keep things light. “You want a brunette hot cowboy wife or a blonde? They take a while to find, you know…”
David laughed. “You know better than that. Find me a red head. And make sure she can juggle, fix cars, and fish.”
“No problem,” Charlie said. “I’ll get right on that.”
“I can’t get that far into it,” Matthew said. “Money. Well. Money’s pretty tight right now. But give me a day or two. I should be able to get together a couple of grand without Amy knowing.”
“I’m not sure that’s a good idea, man.” Charlie had never been married, but something in his brother’s advice made it possible for him to predict exactly how well his sister-in-law would react to spending money to save a faltering bucking bronco ranch. “We’ll make it work, seriously.”
“No,” Matthew replied. “This is a family thing. I need to…we need to be part of that.” There was a pause and then he said. “It’ll be all right. Don’t worry about it.”
“As for me,” Charlie said, “I sank all the cash I had into getting this place up to speed. Mr. Roderigurez helped me get some money going, but I don’t know if it’s going to be enough, fast enough, to raise the amount we need.” He did some quick calculations in his head and swallowed. “Seeing as that’s
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