Chapter Ten | Nicolo

From brown cardboard boxes to black fabric duffle bags.  If I had known Sebastian was going to call the Marshall Service I wouldn’t have bothered unpacking. If Sebastian had known he was going to call the Marshall’s today, or even this week, he would have told me not to bother because we’d have hours to decide what we want to take with us, and what we’re okay receiving at a later date.  After picking through our belongings, we fit what we can into his duffle bags, and I quietly accept leaving the rest behind. The one thing we can’t take,…