It wasn’t that I was sad to see my home disappear into the distance. I just felt like this whole thing was surreal. I’m actually leaving, and I’m leaving with someone I have come to love. I’m not leaving to hunt down a maniac. I’m leaving to start living.
Wow. It felt so euphoric to watch the pack house fade into the distance.
I turned back around in my seat and settled in comfortably. My heart was racing with excitement. The future is calling.
“You okay?” Liz asked. She reached over and squeezed my hand.
Oh. She must have misinterpreted.
“I’m better than okay. I’m great! I can’t believe it’s happening! I’m actually leaving! I’ve dreamed of this day for so long. It’s…I…I can’t even find the words…” And I really couldn’t find the right words to express the mix of elation and anticipati
