I stand in my closet, suitcase open on a table, as I look around, trying to decide what to pack. What does one even wear to an Alpha Challenge? I’ve never been to this Pack before. Hell, I don’t remember the name of it, much less how affluent the pack is. I don’t want to bring anything that would be too much, but I also don’t want to underdress.
I sigh, unsure what to do. I don’t want to bother Seth and ask. He left and went downstairs early this morning to get some work done, asking me to pack for the both of us as he walked out the door, a bagel and a cup of coffee in his hands.
Umm.. Audrey?
Everything OK, Dear?
Seth and I leave today and.. I… I don’t know what to pack. I tell my new mother-in-law, embarrassed to admit it to her. Seth asked me to pack for him as well…
I’ll b
