Did you get everything?

"Did you get everything?" I asked her. "Of course," she replied, letting a certain insecurity slip through my fingers. Melody would never have wanted to leave that house. It was our home. The breakfast in our sleep, the hot pasta dishes and our Christmas tree. But events forced us to leave everything behind, without recriminations. "Then let's go, we have to hurry!" I whispered to her in one ear. She looked at me and said...