y　mother　looked　up　from　her　hands　and　said；　“This　is　not　right　for　our　family。　Your　daughter

is　suffering　because　we　won't　fix　up　our　own　yard。”

“It's　not　our　yard。”　“How　can　you　say　that？　Robert；　wake　up！　We　have　lived　here　for　twelve

years。　It's　not　temporary　anymore！　If　we　ever　want　to

have　a　decent　place　with　our　own　yard；　if　we're　going　to　help　the　kids　through　college　or　do

any　of　the　other　things　we've　promised　each　other；　we're

going　to　have　to　move　him　into　government　care。”

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My　father　let　out　a　deep　sigh　and　whispered；　“We've　discussed　this　so　many　times；　Trina。　In

the　end　you　always　agree　that　keeping　him　at

Greenhaven　is　the　right　thing　to　do。”

I　wanted　to　say；　Wait！　What　are　you　talking　about？　Who　are　you　talking　about？　But　the

conversation　was　flying　so　fast　and　furious　that　I　couldn't

seem　to　break　in；　and　it　wasn't　long　before　they　were　bickering　so　badly　that　it　was　almost

like　I　wasn't　there。

Then　in　the　back　of　my　mind；　it　clicked。　Everything　clicked。　It　was　my　dad's　brother　they　were

talking　about。　My　uncle。　David。

To　me　Uncle　David　was　only　a　name。　Someone　my　parents　had　explained　to　me；　but　not

someone　I'd　ever　actually　met。　And　even　though　I　knew

my　dad　visited　him；　I　never　knew　exactly　when。　He　never　talked　about　it。

Dad　also　thought　we　shouldn't　talk　about　Uncle　David　to　others　because　David　was　reta