way.
“So they moved in?” I asked him.
“For a few months,” Mom answered. “That was the plan.”
Dad nodded. After Derek and Veronica’s lease expired, my parents offered my old room until he found work. Initially Derek fixed a roof leak, Veronica cooked, and both helped with Mom’s appointments and deliveries of Dad’s custom cabinets. Then pneumonia sent Dad to hospital for several days, though his life wasn’t in danger.
“That’s when the paperwork started,” he explained. My stomach knotted.
“What paperwork?”
“Derek said we needed to organize things.
