The following day, I loaded my suitcase into the trunk of the 2009 silver Honda Accord I had bought with some of the money I had gotten from selling the house. I had had Mom's old Chrysler hauled off to a junkyard.
Carrie was outside to see me off. I had slept on her couch the night before, so that the couple that had bought my old house could go ahead and start moving their stuff in. "Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked worriedly. "Being a rogue is not an easy life, you know." This was a repeat of conversations we'd already had over the past few days, so I simply smiled at her and pulled her into a hug.
"Do you even know where you're going to go?" she asked me.
I sighed.. "I'm not completely sure. I need to reach out to some other packs, see if any of them can point
