Val comes home from work and finds her sister lying on her bed staring at the ceiling. Val sits down on the bed next to Holly.

"Watcha doin?"

"I'm just laying here."

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"It's Saturday night shouldn't you be out doing something?"

"I don't know."

"Do you have something on your mind?"

"I think that it's time for me to move out. I'm an adult and..."

"Holly no one is rushing you to move out. You and Vince just broke up..."

"Six months ago."

"But maybe you'll get back together."

"I don't think so. Not this time Val."

"Why not?"

"It just... it wouldn't work."

"So maybe it's time to move on."

"I don't think that I can."

"I know that you loved him, but you can't..."

"I'm ready to move on but it's complicated."

"Complicated how?"

"It just is."

"Are you ok?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know... you look exhausted. Have you been sleeping ok?"

"Not really."

"What's going on?"

"Nothing."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"I'm going to go get a shower before Vick gets home."

"Ok."

Val leaves and Holly sits up in her bed. She crawls out of bed and shuts the door. She sits back down on the bed and opens the drawer of her bedside stand. She takes something out and shuts the drawer. She stares at the item in her hands.

"What am I doing? I can't... Val is going to kill me. And... I'm sorry."

She places the item back in the drawer, and grabs the newspaper off the floor. She thumbs through the classifieds.

Two days later Val comes home from work and Holly isn't downstairs. She flips through the mail.

"Holly," she calls out.

"I'm up here," Holly responds.

Val finds Holly in her room with boxes, and tape.

"Holly what are you doing?"

"I'm packing."

"Why?"

"I'm moving out."

"Right now?"

"This week," Holly answers.

"Sit down," Val tells her.

Holly sits down on her bed. Val sits down next to her.

"Sweetie put the packing tape down."

Holly tosses the tape aside.

"What's going on with you that you suddenly want to move out?"

"It's complicated."

"Holly, tell me what's going on with you."

"I did something stupid."

"You do stupid stuff all the time."

"Thanks."

"No, I just mean, you always learn from your mistakes, and that's the important thing."

"No it's not. I can't... I did something so stupid. I can't fix it. I've ruined everything."

"It can't be that bad."

"I can't stay here."

"Why not?"

"It's awkward."

"Awkward? Am I making you uncomfortable?"

"No."

"So..."

"Val please just drop it."

"I don't want you to move out."

"I'm moving out."

"I can't talk you out of it?"

"Nope, it's done. I've got a place, and I'm moving into it in a few days."

"Ok."

"So are you going to help me pack?"

"What do you have left to pack?"

"Just little stuff."

"Like?"

"Clothes, shoes..."

"Your closet?"

"Basically. I figure I'll leave the sheets and comforter for last. Then I'll box it up, and take the furniture."

"What are you going to do with all of this stuff until then?"

"I'm going to take it over today."

"All of it?"

"Yeah."

"How?"

"I don't know."

"Did you rent a moving truck?"

"No."

"How are you going to get everything there?"

"Val it's two buildings away."

"Is there anything in this drawer?"

"Yeah, but I'll get it."

"Ok, I'll start on your closet."

"I've got a marker for you to use."

"Where?"

"That's a good question."

"I found it."

"Ok."

By Friday Holly has gotten everything moved. When Val comes home she finds Holly sitting at the table.

"What are you doing?"

"Waiting on you."

"Why?"

"I thought that you'd want to see where I'm living?"

"Why would I want to do that? I mean you let Vick see it already and..."

"He had to move stuff."

"I could have helped."

"I'm a big girl."

"What are you doing for furniture?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know places to sit."

"The kitchen already has a table and chairs. And I ordered a couch, and a bookshelf, and a few stands. I bought this really cute lamp."

"How do you have money to buy all of that?"

"I have some money saved."

"What about dishes?"

"I've got my coffee mug."

"I don't think that counts."

"I..."

"Why don't you let me buy you dishes?"

"I'm an adult."

"Think of it as a house warming gift."

"Nothing expensive."

"Ok," she agrees.

They arrive at Holly's apartment on the first floor of a 26 story apartment building.

"Here it is."

"Do you have cleaning supplies?"

"Yes."

"Towels, do you have towels?"

"Yes. I have everything that I need."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Do you want a tour?"

"Yeah."

"Well we're standing in the living room. And over there is the kitchen."

"I see."

"Follow me."

Val follows her. Holly flips on the light and announces, "This is the bathroom."

"Nice, cozy."

"I know it's sort of small, but it's..."

"No, it's nice."

They walk across the hall and Holly turns on another light. "This is my bedroom."

"You're actually unpacked?"

"Yes."

"So is that it?"

"Pretty much."

They leave Holly's bedroom. Val turns to go to the living room, but stops.

"What does that door go to?"

"It's another bedroom."

"Do you have a roommate?"

"No."

"So why do you need another room?"

"I thought I might use it as an office, or anything really."

They return to the living room.

"What's going on?" Val asks as she sits down on Holly's newly boughten couch.

"Nothing."

"Why are you acting so weird?"

"I'm not."

"Why were you so anxious to move out?"

"I just couldn't live across the hall from them anymore."

"From Gary and Tina?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"It's complicated."

"I haven't seen them in a while is something going on between you guys?"

Holly doesn't answer. "Holly things don't have to be weird between the three of you just because they got married."

"That's not why things are weird."