Dragging The Suitcase From The Closet
With the phone finally silent, I finished my coffee and walked down the hallway to the guest bedroom.
I opened the closet door and reached for the handle of my largest suitcase. It was heavy and dusty from years of disuse, but the wheels still rolled smoothly.
I hauled it onto the bed and unzipped the main compartment. The empty space inside stared back at me, ready to be filled with a new life.