*Shelby*
It was extremely difficult saying goodbye to Michael on the Sunday morning that Bruce was driving me back to Cambridge. Even though I wanted to stay and spend more time with him, I knew I couldn't miss classes.
The car pulled into town, and my anxiety over telling Lin that we had to uproot everything and move into a new house was building the closer we got to home. I got a text message from Michael, a picture of a stately brick home. Once Lin saw this, I knew she'd have no problem moving out of our apartment.
“Miss Hatton?" Bruce called from the driver's seat.
“Please, Bruce, just call me Shelby."
“Right," Bruce said with a smile in the rearview mirror that told me he had no intention of calling me Shelby.
“I was just going to tell you that the packers will be here any minut
