Drip. Drip. Drip.

Gus shifted his feet.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Why does this have to happen now, after all their years together.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

He leaned over and wiped the rain off the coffin.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Who has a heart attack at 40?

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Gus almost laughed at the cliche of it all.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Beside him Juliet's eyes began a rain cycle too.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

At least he out lived his father. This would've killed him if Shingles hadn't gotten him last year.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

On down Shawn went with the rain.