Dozens of boxes were all that remained in the otherwise empty apartment. Each was carefully labelled: Books, CDs, DVDs, Kitchen stuff, Crockery, Socks, Towels… A whole life reduced to a series of cardboard containers, carefully stacked with the heaviest at the bottom, and the lightest on the top. Several were labelled Fragile and Jack was being particularly careful with those, leaving them for last.
He picked up a couple more, carrying them out to the SUV and loading them in the back. Maybe he should’ve rented a van.
Moving Ianto into the Hub was a bigger job than he’d expected!