"Damn." Clearly, he was hoping for some pointers.

Raylan kept his eyes on the road, face unchanging as he answered. "Yeah, in the grave plots out front. You'll see 'em - hellva lawn decoration. I think that's why the place won't sell. No one wants generational land with people already in its dirt."

But moving Arlo and his mother and Helen was.. well, unthinkable.