"Pack your bags, we are leaving," she said.
I stop and look up to her. Whatever I was doing forgotten.
"Where to?," I asked, cold sweat running down my back.
She looks at me, and takes her time responding, but I already know the answer.
"Home," she finally says.
"Why? I am happy here."
She turns around, her back to me and says :
"Well I am not Joe. Now pack your bags"
And from that moment on I was lost.