The Tree House Book 2Chapter 10
My plan was, upon getting into the apartment, I'd show the group around and then focus on packing a room at a time. We all sort of had to be in one room together so I could play a traffic cop deciding what went where. You know, if something was mine to take or belonged to the landlord and had to be left in the apartment. Or if ultimately, it was to wind up in the dumpster. To put it simply, I had a one bedroom apartment. It had a nice large kitchen, with a breakfast nook, where I took most...