I begin packing my things that have to go with me. Clothes, toiletries, electronics. All the big stuff I can leave here for a bit and have a moving company come for when Liza returns from Europe. I wont come back for it, once I am gone I do not want to return. I want to leave this place behind and forget it like a bad dream. I am getting hungry; I grab my phone to order lunch. I place my order and as I go to set it down it buzzes… It is a message from Vice.
“Where did you go Em? I woke up and you were gone.”
“Vice, that was a mistake. It shouldn’t have happened. I am moving back with my fiancé. I’m sorry. But I can’t abandon everything I have worked for my entire life.”
“So, we are back to Vice, huh? You honestly think you
