Chapter 18
Jesse sat cross-legged on the floor, petting Henrietta, who was curled up in his lap. He was leaning back between Kent’s legs, who was sitting in an overstuffed chair behind Jesse. Jordan and Spenser’s apartment was strewn with boxes, some closed, taped and labeled, others open and half-packed. Jordan sat on the couch sorting through a stack of CDs. Spenser stood, folding clothes and putting them into a large box.
“So, tomorrow’s the big day,” Kent said.
“Yep, moving day,” Spenser said. “Goodbye Midwest, hello west coast!”
“That’s a pretty drastic change of scenery,” Jesse commented.
“The further from here the better,” Spenser said.
“What are you going to do for jobs?” Kent asked.
“Spenser’s applied for several teaching positions, and he’s gotten a couple interviews lined
