Chapter 19

On the last Friday of the month, the lease on our old townhouse officially ended. I didn't go back to the house. Audrey went on my behalf to collect the final mail forwarding slip from Mr. Collins. When Audrey came over to my new apartment that evening, she was carrying a small, neatly taped cardboard box. "Mr. Collins said Connor finished moving out on Wednesday night," Audrey said, setting the box on my kitchen counter. "He scrubbed the floors, patched all the nail holes in the walls himself,...