Carmine saw the police tape first. Then he saw the broken door and the spray-painted walls. He walked slowly through the living-room and looked at all of the little glass puppies that he'd bought his Momma at the flea-market over the years now lying broken and looking with sad brown eyes in all different directions.
He walked into the kitchen and saw that someone had left the refrigerator door open and that stuff had melted into a puddle on the floor. Momma would be furious when she saw that. He went upstairs and found that both his and momma's bedrooms had been thrown around. There was spray paint here too on the pictures and on the walls. All of Momma's nice things from her dresser were missing and the mattress was tilted up and had been ripped open on the bottom.
His room had been mostly just thrown around but all of his Star Wars toys were gone including the 12-inch Jar-Jar that he had saved all summer to buy. He laid down on his bed and just felt numb. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know where to go. So he started to cry and he cried until he fell asleep.