Dec 10, 2020
open starter outside of her townhouse
Ivanna had been back in Wakefield for only about a week and since then she’d completely poured herself into her new job. Mostly because it was what she did and maybe slightly due to the fact that she was trying to avoid seeing her brother. So it shouldn’t have surprised her that she was spending the week finishing moving boxes from her car inside and unpacking the many boxes she had yet to unpack. Halfway through the day she’d broken down some of the boxes and folded them up, carrying them out to the recycling bin at the end of her walkway. “There should be people you can hire to unpack your stuff, not just move it,” she muttered to herself.
