Chapter Fifteen

"Is he here yet?" Troy asked his brother.

"No," Tristan replied, his face glued to the window overlooking the parking lot. Eds had refused to let him open the window or go out on the balcony. Sinjin had promised to take them to watch a college basketball game, but he was running late.

"He won't get here any faster even if you turn into that panel of glass you have your face glued to," Sande teased him, walking over to take a seat on the sofa.

"But we'll be late to the game," Troy whined.

"Maybe he's stuck in traffic. The man made sure to return to Merendra today instead of Sunday. Cut him some slack," Eds admonished them.

"Yes, mom," The boys responded, looking duly chastised.

Five minutes later, the doorbell rang, and both boys raced to open the door, not bothering to ask who the visitor was as Eds had instructed. Troy flung the door open and threw his arms around Sinjin's waist, with his brother following suit.

"I've missed you boys too," Sinjin said, ruffling their hair and chuckli