Chapter 47 packing his things
Updated Hope’s P.O.V I knew this was going to be hard, but I was determined to do it, I needed to do it in order to mourn him. I took all his clothes out of the dresser, carefully and neatly packing them away in the boxes and then took another look around the room. I knew that people would think I was insensitive for doing this so soon, they would probably think I was trying to wipe all traces of Rick away, but I wasn't. Everyone would probably think I would find comfort in his scent still being here, in his clothes still being here, but I didn't and it was just a constant reminder of how he died and that he wasn't coming back, no matter how much I wanted him to. There was a knock at the open bedroom door and when I looked I saw Kimmie standing there, looking shocked. “Hope, what a
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