Chuck took a deep breath and rubbed his cheeks. ''We need to talk, Nancy.''
Nancy looked up from the file she was going over, chewing on the end of her pen. “Hm? What’s up?”
He didn't know how to break it to her. It felt like a tornado inside his guts. He didn't feel fine. Not at all. Chuck looked away for a few seconds, but finding nothing to say, he decided that cutting it to the point was the best option. ''I.... I'm moving, Nancy,'' he announced to her, staring deep into her eyes with such seriousness none had ever seen him bear. ''It won't be close. It's... far away.''















