The first person outside my family I told about the cancer was a salesman at the Mazda dealership in Burnsville. He just seemed so sincere and earnest when he asked what we'd been doing that day. Later I said I thought we could commit to a 5-year term on a loan, but wouldn't want to go longer. He hasn't called to follow up. Weird.
We test drove a couple cars as the salesman sat in the back. Bob was testing handing and driving a little recklessly. I maybe shouldn't have said "Fuck it all!" while Bob swerved at high speeds.