August, Chapter Two: Moving In, Part One

Paul helped me move.

I picked him up in the morning, after my parents had gone to work but before the summer traffic got bad. I didn’t tell my parents I was moving out. I would mention it to them later. Grabbed some Dunkin on the way, two bagels and two coffees. Hot for me, iced for Paul.

His house was in a small forest-y neighborhood, on the edge of Long…