The woman leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms defiantly. “We have nowhere else to go. We’re staying.” Vernon clenched his fists, trying to keep his voice steady. “You can’t just take someone’s home. This isn’t right.”
The man stood up, stepping closer to Vernon. “Listen, soldier boy. We’re not going anywhere. We have as much right to be here as you do.” His patience wearing thin, Vernon retorted, “This is my property. You’re trespassing, and if you don’t leave now, I’m calling the police.”