“What are you so happy about?” Lisa stares at me and then laughs while putting away her purse under her desk.

“Um. I guess I am going back with him tonight. I need to clear out my stuff before we leave.” I say when I look up at her and then the clock.

Realizing that I only have a few hours before we must be at the airport, I quickly throw my things in a grocery bag and then stop for a breath. Walking over to Lisa, I hesitate to hug her, because this whole time I was packing up my stuff, she has been protesting me leaving.

“Are you...