He packed the bag with as much as he needed: The money he had. A journal. A few clothes. And the drawing in his pocket. He would leave the suit here for Aunt Polly to return-- it was much too expensive for him, anyway.
He grabbed everything he needed. Everything he wanted to keep.
He was going to find himself. To start over.
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