<div style="text-align: justify;">Christine was relieved that Leigh agreed with her. Their situation was far from ideal, but if they could have at least a decent place to live, a place where they could feel safe, things would improve a little. Or maybe they wouldn't, but they would have a place to retreat to when everything got too scary. And Christine had the feeling that things were bound to get scary at one point or another. With a sigh, the young woman shook her head.<br/><br/>"I think so. We can leave the bulk of the furniture for the moving crew, but I'd like having a few homely comforts, like our own sheets and blankets". Christine looked at her wristwatch. They had enough time to get whatever they needed and store it in the car."Food, too. At least the non perishables. We can stock the pantry to last for a few days and we'll get fresh stuff from the nearest store. I think we'll need our energy for this".<br/><br/>After these words, Christine shook her head, feeling scared and helpless. Here they were, talking about their new life in their brand new house like people preparing for a natural disaster. Feeling a pressure behind her eyes - usually a sign that she was about to cry -, Christin blinked a few times.<br/><br/>When Leigh said she could put her worries on his shoulders, Christine sighed and wrapped her arms tightly around him. She had always been the kind to be there for others. But now, she really needed him to help her out. It was too much for Christine to deal with alone. The ghost - if there was one - was quiet, but she was listening to the conversation.<br/><br/>"I think I will need to lean on you. But you have a lot going on as well", the young woman murmure softly. "Anyway, let's go. Will you drive? I'm not feeling secure enough about my ability to drive safely right now".</div>