The last box had been put on the truck. The master bedroom was half-empty and the upstairs one was bare.
The house was empty but for one. Tears streamed down her eyes. It had been necessary, but the pain overwhelmed her universe all the same.
She wanted to run outside and tell them she had changed her mind, but she knew it would be a mistake.
She had tried to get them to understand, but she wasn’t able to get through to them. Maybe it was her fault for not trying harder, maybe it wasn’t. Either way, they were gone.