Del’s house looked like a bomb had gone off in it.
“Anything you want from your old place?” Del asked, stacking his kitchen gear in a box.
Justin leaned on the table. “No.”
He didn’t even have to think about it. There was nothing for him at his old house. There wasn’t a single memory he wanted to keep. He couldn’t wait to put Enterprise behind them, and start over in their beautiful house in California.