She nods.

“Please tell Judy I need to check on something,” he says softly.  “I’ll be right back.”

He marches off to one of the pickups lined up near the house.  As she turns to go inside, she looks around, struck by the utter seclusion this place holds.  Back along the driveway, she spots three deer.  All does.  Although, given this time of year, even bucks have nubs on their heads.