"Yeah, I really do," I reply. My job at the camp is still there, since it will be open for after school activities, but I should probably find something else part-time during the school year. "Some of them are signed up for the after school program, but still."

I lean forward to set the box on the coffee table and then lean over as I toe off my shoes, and curl up on the sofa to rest my head in Bittle's lap. "'m sorry," I mumble against his thigh. "You were probably busy."