"Hey dude," Patrick says as winds down the window after he stops next to me.

"Hi," I answer. "Thanks for doing this. Really."

"No problem. I completely understand what you're going through," Patrick says, eyeing the three boxes on the parking lot of the mall next to me. "I really could have picked it up at your house you know."

"Nope. Here is fine. I needed to kinda say my goodbyes. It just didn't feel right any other way," I answer as he climbs out and opens the trunk of his car.

I help him to load the three boxes of book into his car and he closes the trunk....