Tuckahoe, NY-  7:45 am - 1/6/21

"What the honk?" I was being ushered up to my room to pack all my belongings. I was told we had 12 hours to pack everything into the party bus and the trailer we rented and leave the house. Apparently, David was now my legal guardian, yet I still don't know why, when, what, or how everything was happening.

I was stressing out and I didn't know what to do. I decided to see if I could get a hold of Griffin.

Griffin

Please be awake

I need help

Im stressing out

My brother and I  are moving to Virginia

I don't know what's happening

Im scared

...

I need your help

Shit. That isn't gonna work. I closed my phone and started packing. I had a bunch of plastic tubs in my closet. I took one of the tubs and layered it with blankets. I unplugged my PC and carefully set it into the pile of blankets. I layered more blankets and set my monitors on top of each other with blankets in between them. I laid one more blanket on top and closed the tub.

Next was my clothes. I decided I should leave the clothes on the hangers so that I can just put them into the closet of wherever we are going. I layered the hoodies first and those filled up an entire tub. I got another tub and put in my t-shirts and pants. I put all my socks and boxers on the top and clicked the lid on the tub. 3 hours gone, 9 hours left.

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There you have it. This is the cleanest my room has ever been. There were stacks of plastic tubs by the door. Will came up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder. I flinched, but I didn't turn around. I was staring at my bed frame. It was too heavy for me to pick up.

"Hey, kiddo...."

"Hi Will...."

"Need some help with the bed frame?"

"Could you?"

We walked over and started disassembling the bed frame. I was putting all the screws and bolts into a Ziploc bag as I heard a sniffle behind me.

"Please visit? If not for your mom, for me?"

"Course. I love you, Wilby."

"Isn't that Wilbur Soot's nickname?"

" Yea. Only awesome people can be called Wilby."

I was pulled into a hug. We both quietly sobbed, not knowing the next time we would see each other.

Of course, Will wasn't my dad, but he sure was a damn good understudy.

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