Quinn
We had been home for a couple of weeks now and I desperately missed the bubble we were in while in the Dominican Republic. Dominic wasn’t working as long of hours as he had been but even so, the days seemed to drag on. I think the problem was I had entirely too much time on my hands. But soon that too will change.
A few days ago my stuff was moved from my old apartment into the new one. I had been spending my time there getting everything unpacked and set up how I wanted. Troy had come with me yesterday and helped me move around the furniture and do a couple of other things. But today I was there by myself unpacking the rest of the boxes.
After a few hours, I flopped down on my couch and decided I needed a break. I hadn’t yet told my mom about Dominic and me. Not because I didn’
