I breathed in the “apartment smell” of the building, dropping my bag, I walked through the apartment I’d be staying at for college.

Nothing noteworthy except a note on the fridge, I take it off the magnets it’s hanging from and read it.

The children tend to get crazy at night. I read in meticulous but big handwriting.

I sigh, walking away and getting my bag, going to the one bedroom.

I get ready and

(TBC)