John cusses under his breath, and Samuel shakes his head, already moving towards Jay.

"And for that I'm especially sorry," he murmurs. "Losin' family isn't easy."

Jay gets a gentle hand on his shoulder, before the man crouches to examine the fence.

They all talk some, but for the most part they do the work in relative silence. When the fence is looking pretty good again, John picks his hat off his head to wipe the sweat from his brow, and squints down at Jay.

"You make it sound like you still got some family left yet. How come you to leave them an' come all the way out here on your lonesome?"