Altheia walked quietly through the empty rooms of the big old house on Chester Street. That huge rambling place that dominated the corners of Chester and Falwell Streets where they intersected. It was her ancestral family home, and just until three days ago, had been the current residence of her great Aunt Middy. It was her house now but it wasn"t her home. Her home and her life lay far away in California. Her husband, Wayne, and their four children, two boys and two girls, were there. That was where home was! Not this big vacant house, silent of voices and void of life.