he sits in the living room, which is dimly lit, smoking a cigarette staring into the fire before he notices you walking in

“Ahh there’s my little soldier.”

he coughs a bit from the cigarette before he smiles slowly getting up and pulling you into his arms before he lets go just as his dog ‘Cowboy’ runs over.

“What you doin’ here? Your papaw still here waitin’ and here you are! I almost thought y’all were yuppies.”