REBECCA
Moving was never easy. It had been a feat to move from New York to the pack house, and it would be no different now that we were to move from the pack house to our new home.
The renovation was finally complete, so there was no longer any reason for us to stay crammed into our little apartment in the pack house. Reiner's grandparents' house, which would now become ours, was as big as my cabin, so we would have plenty of space - enough to expand the family as much as we wanted.
I began to put the photo albums in the box, finishing emptying the bookshelves: as I did so, a picture fell out of one of them, and I bent down to pick it up.
“No Mommy I'll do it!” Jim exclaimed, hurling himself towards it. “Oh! It's you and Daddy! But not really ...”
I put the album in the box, then pic
