That was where his parents slept.

And when he turned and looked through the large bay windows of the main house, he could see his parents’ old master bedroom, the room they had shared for decades, now fitted with new silk drapes, a massive flat-screen television, and Derek and Veronica’s luggage stacked against the wall.

His brother and his brother’s wife had taken the master bedroom, and put his mother and father in the shed.

Alvin wanted, with everything in him, to kick the back door off its hinges and end it that instant.