Matt
Late October
Tomorrow was the big move. I'd be uprooting my life in Greensboro and transplanting myself in Myrtle. The past couple months, I'd been darting back and forth, helping the firm set up the new location and transferring some of our clients' files who'd be following. It had been tedious and exhausting.
Trying to put my things in order here hadn't been pleasant either. My folks weren't all that pleased with my decision, but they understood. It wasn't as if I were moving to Timbuktu. But we'd always been close, in proximity and as a family. Though I loved them, they were a big factor in my relocation. Sometimes, it was just so damn hard to look them in the eye knowing I wasn't that good son they thought I was. Perhaps I was once, but that ship had sailed. The guilt was unbe
