A city boy, that's what you were. A man not made for the country style or that kind of work. And David thought it was a good idea for you to go to his folks' house.

His dad kept trying to get you outside for some cattle watching, but you politely declined.

"Oh I see how ya are, a city boy," his father called you.

David sighed, but couldn't help but chuckle a bit. "Cmon pops, be nice."