Cyndi grinned. “Do it! How often does someone like us get a chance to live in a place like that?”
“You girls gonna be okay here? No mom anymore; you’ll have to cook for yourselves.” I smiled. I knew that I wasn’t their mother, but sometimes they accused me of acting like it. I was going to move in with this man and I needed to pack. The girls helped me, both of my roommates and the best friends I had.
“We have the address, we’ll come and get you if you need us. Be careful, but everything will be fine.”
“Don’t rent out my room in the meantime.” I smiled. I didn’t want to think about things going wrong. My nerves were already on edge and there was just too much to do.
“How much do you think it’s gonna hurt?”
“Just keep the stuff I’m leaving behind safe.” I warned them.
Cyndi poked me o
