Chapter 5

• "Just get your bags out first. Our garage elevator is tiny and we're going to be forever shuttling bags."
• I resented that he was helping me. Resented that I was flustered enough to have been accepting said help. And I resented having a disheveled look about me at all of this happening.
• Flinn got out, tossed all six of my suitcases and duffel bags onto the sidewalk, and stopped a burly Amazon delivery guy and got him to shift the lane so he could push my car into the building's parking lot. They both pushed the trunk, rolling it into the garage underneath. I put Gravity onto a suitcase, her legs hooked over the handle, and dropped her iPad, covered in a butterfly-shaped sleeve, into her hands. I put her kitty-ear headphones on her ears. Her face lit up as she saw Caitie's Classroom. Then I went and fetched my broken phone from the pavement.