"Meg, dear, I heard your family's property is being demolished?"
My hand paused over the dishes.
Clement looked surprised. "Well, that's quite a coincidence. Both our families are getting demolition notices at the same time."
"Our house is getting demolished? Since when? How come nobody told me?" Gloria asked, confused.
"Wasn't that what you just said?"
Clement trailed off, and something seemed to click. He turned to me with a strange expression.
"The demolition you're talking about... is your family's house?!"
I ignored him. Across the table, Earl's eyes had taken on an eager gleam.
"That's right! I heard the Dickersons are getting six million dollars for the demolition!"
