Chapter 9
Remy waited for his parents’ arrival with mixed emotions. He hadn’t seen them in years, not since his father retired and decided to trade in their staid lifestyle for an RV. Since then, Ralph and Edna McIntosh had traveled the byroads and highways of America, never staying in any one place for very long, enjoying their twilight years and spending the last of their hard-earned savings. “Won’t be a penny left for you when we’re dead and gone,” his father once joked when Remy asked how they managed to pay for gas despite rising prices at the pump.
His mother had told him not to worry. “We’re fine, dear. Finally living out our dreams, you know.”
“Fast food, cramped quarters, and a chemical toilet? That’s your dream?” Remy wanted to know at the time.
But it only earned him a mothe
