ANDY
After I returned to the apartment and had a long, hot shower, I searched every possible place for the missing folder twice, and I started to accept that tearing the place apart wouldn’t find it. I checked beneath the kitchen table, behind the counter, between the sofa cushions, and even emptied the garbage bin. I still couldn’t wrap my head around it all. Nothing made sense.
I could spend the entire day obsessing over it, or I could get on with something productive while I worked out my next move.
With a frustrated sigh, I settled at the kitchen table, opened my laptop, and updated my résumé. Autumn’s offer at the veterinary clinic caught me off guard, but the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to take a chance. I had worked hard for my qualifications, and despite everythin
