Melvin had a lot on his mind as he lay on his bed with his eyes closed, trying to break down all the information he had been flooded with. Alvin wasn't his biological father. His biological father was late. He had twin older brothers, and judging by the conversation he had overheard, there was a possibility that his brothers might still be alive.
He smiled at the possibility that his brothers were alive. How wonderful would that be? His mother had said he wasn't to tell anyone about whatever she had told him or whatever conversation he had overheard her having over the phone. It would have been pretty cool if only he could brag to his friends that he had older brothers. But then, they had first to confirm that they were both alive and then find them.
