Brett was already backing toward the door.

“I never touched his medicine — Mom handled all his prescriptions!”

“You told me to save money on the refills!” my mother screamed at him.

“Because you said we needed the cash for the cruise!” he screamed back.

I watched the two of them turn on each other, snapping and clawing over the scraps of a fortune they had never earned and would never touch, and I felt nothing at all but a great tiredness.

“You have until six o’clock tomorrow evening to take your clothes out of this house,” I told them.