One Four-Hundred-Dollar Hotel Charge Sent Me Home Three Weeks Ahead of Schedule
I folded up the handmade anniversary cards Haley and Cody had sent.
I slid them into a plastic sleeve and tucked them between two soft shirts.
I left out the photo of Kendra that used to stand on my bunk shelf.
I dropped it face down in a trash bin by the generator.
The container went dark as the sun sank behind the western ridge.
I switched on the little overhead bulb.
I walked around the small room, checking every shelf and drawer twice.