My Doctor Said Stay in Bed. I Was Already on the Pacific Coast Highway. When I Got to the House I’d Built for My Parents’ Anniversary, My Brother-in-Law Was Evicting Them. I Laughed in His Face and Said: “You Have Exactly One Hour to Leave.”
agencies that would be hearing from him in the morning.
I stood in the house after they left. The workshop windows faced the ocean in the dark and the kitchen was exactly what I had built it to be and my parents were at the hotel and it was quiet.
I called my mother.
“It’s still yours,” I said. “Nothing about that has changed.”
