Chapter 5

By Saturday morning, Spence was ready to go. After consulting with Jeff, he went to pay for and pick up the truck. He got one with a hitch so they could tow one car, while they took turns driving the other one.

Sunday, they spent the whole day packing the truck—first at Jeff’s place, then at Spence’s

“I don’t believe we managed to cram everything in,” Jeff said tiredly when they put the last box of books into the truck, leaving just enough room for the mattress from Spence’s bed. That would go in on Monday morning, after they’d gotten a good night’s sleep on it.

And sleep was all they did.

“I don’t have the energy to…What’s the opposite of christening a house when you’re moving out, not in?” Spence asked as they got undressed.

“Hum. Exorcizing it?” Jeff replied with a laugh.

“I think that’s somewhat extreme. Beside which, I’m fresh out of holy water and whatever.”

Jeff smirked. “Of course you are, you heathen. We should remember this for the next book.”