Savage

A week later, I’m watching a few boxes being carried into the penthouse. And I’m watching my wife come in with them. “You can just put these right here,” she says to the guys carrying everything in.

She left last night to go back to Willow’s Gap, to get the rest of her things and then flew back to meet the small moving truck. The only thing I’m seeing here is five boxes. “Is this all there was, Mal?”

“I got rid of most of my stuff when I moved ...