Chapter 32 Nigel Quintin Ulysses My parents came for a few days and they left again almost immediately. There are times that I wish they could just be the normal parents, the ones that almost everyone has. I want to talk to my mother and ask how she likes to keep the receipts of the things she buys and why she never throws them away, and I want to talk to my father about basketball and how he became an MVP when he was in high school. The trophy is still inside their room, placed on my mom's desk table because he always wants her to see that she married an athletic and amazing guy. My mother has always been proud of that and she has always admired dad. They stayed home and we talked for hours, catching up on the things we've missed together. We ate ice cream, played solitaire, and my dad

