Ennis stepped in behind Jack. he had two fresh beers in hand, and he passed one to Jack. He mouthed the lip of his bottle, eyes drifting over the spread of the desk.
"'Ain't never seen no place this nice, Jack," which was to say he couldn't believe they owned the ranch. He'd always meant to have a place of his own, but life kept getting in the way. He'd dreamed of something half the size, a quarter the size of the ranch.