“It should have burned down the first time,” he said. I tried to look him in the eyes, but it was like he was looking right through me. “How could you say something like that, Joe?” He opened them a little more, making it clear he could see me. “The fire didn’t kill Mom and Dad. Mom killed Dad and then killed herself.” “No, they died in the fire.” I shook my head. “You’re lying.” I heard the screen door close behind me and quickly glanced back. Albert scurried out of the house. “No, I’m not Calvin. Looks like you and Mom have something in common.”
