His brief laugh was also almost half a sob as he squeezed shampoo into his hand and started pushing it through Raylan's hair.

He loved doing that.

And Miami had a spot saved for Raylan already. This could be real all the time. All he had to do was not fuck it up...

He looked at Raylan. "At this rate we might find a place in Miami before we find a place in Lexington," he noted.

Not that he was going to count on Boyd going smoothly to prison; he'd carry on with the plan until the plan changed.