At the end of that break, when we were packing to go back to school, she kept on coming down with more and more suitcases, refusing to leave even one behind. There must have been twenty-five pieces in the doorway. Your grandfather storms out of the house, as you can imagine, and comes back with a set of keys telling me that if I drive her back to Wisconsin that brand new Mercedes was mine. He said that if I played my cards right there was a lot more to come. Your mother just looked at me waiting to see what I would do. I took those keys into my hand having no idea that a deal with the devil had been made.
Signed sealed and delivered he was handing her off to me.
Signed sealed and delivered you became mine.