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Hey, thanks for coming.

My breath caught in my chest.

This is Natalie, btw

Oh.

Wyatt had neglected to give me her number, but someone had given her mine.

I knew I needed to respond, but I didn’t know how, so I just got in the taxi and confirmed with the driver the address of the truck rental place. I sat in the backseat, trying to figure out what to say to someone I hadn’t talked to in so many years.

Just going to get the truck. Be there soon.

There. That wasn’t too awkward, I hoped. Just a simple exchange of details.

We were just two people, coordinating a cross-country move.