A Way (The Voyagers Book 1) Read Online Free
Author: Tara Lutz
would have to pass on their coffee date. She wasn’t sure where she was in the city and the guy making her breakfast was way too cute to leave just then. She also confirmed that she had not given the ‘cute dirt bag’ Jessie’s number and promised to text her later to fill her in on her night, because it was way more interesting than getting an address to a place neither of them would ever go.
With her hair as full as it was never going to get without product, Jessie pulled on her favourite, well-worn, jeans. She could almost taste the coffee, it was oh so close. Before her feet settled into her pink Converse she noticed her pinky toe protruding through a hole in her dollar store sock. Did they ever last more than a few weeks? She proceeded to lace up them up anyway. She didn’t plan on taking off her shoes until she kicked them off, in her apartment for one, after a Starbucks fix. Jessie opened her front door, and then quickly closed it again to run back to her bedroom to grab an umbrella. She knew remembering the bleak, black, personal awning wouldn’t block the sideways rain, and she would complain non-stop about having to carry it around, but she grabbed it anyway and hurried out the door. Jessie was never late, but was always in fear of being just that. Allison was always late. They made the perfect match.
She exited the front door of her three story, brick apartment building and spotted a red convertible out of the corner of her eye. The top was up to protect its probably leather interior from the now slightly less offensive rain. Of course, now that I’m already lugging around an umbrella. Jessie did not usually notice cars, but this one was the oddest shade of red, like fire and blood. The observation was probably the result of having read too many fantasy books that HBO series was based on.
She headed in the opposite direction from where the car was parked, its engine humming; and popped up her umbrella, then folded it down again. She realized she would be less uncomfortable just pulling the hood up on her rain jacket. As she struggled to close the uncooperative umbrella, she vaguely noticed the sports car pull out into the street behind her. When it revved past her she couldn’t help but notice the license plate, 1875VIC.
Jessie stood frozen on the sidewalk as the rain halted and the sun started to peek out between the storm clouds. She pulled out her phone, typed in the already memorized address that had been sent to her early that morning, and hailed her second cab in less than 12 hours.
CHAPTER 4
Jessie climbed into the taxi and requested the driver take her to Avis, Budget, the closest place she could rent a car, before she changed her mind or allowed it to think that she was making a huge mistake.
For the last few months Jessie had an empty feeling in the pit of her stomach, but it was nothing like the ache that she had in her heart for most of her adult life. She met Tyler shortly after they had both turned seventeen and within weeks they were applying to the same college and making plans to move away from their one horse town and start their life together, while pursuing their dreams. Hers to become a writer; Tyler to save the world. Their parents’ protests over them moving away, to a strange city, after only two short months together, went unheard, and only made them want to succeed more.
At first it was perfect, Jessie’s name was never said without Tyler’s attached. Are you going to JessieandTyler’s tonight? What time do you want JessieandTyler to pick us up? JessieandTyler really are the two luckiest people in the world. She was happy, beyond happy, but sometimes she would find herself drifting, wanting more. As a couple they were defined, but there was nothing that defined her.
She joined a book club, gym, learned to knit, started a blog, but still Jessie found herself lying awake at night wanting something that she couldn’t
With her hair as full as it was never going to get without product, Jessie pulled on her favourite, well-worn, jeans. She could almost taste the coffee, it was oh so close. Before her feet settled into her pink Converse she noticed her pinky toe protruding through a hole in her dollar store sock. Did they ever last more than a few weeks? She proceeded to lace up them up anyway. She didn’t plan on taking off her shoes until she kicked them off, in her apartment for one, after a Starbucks fix. Jessie opened her front door, and then quickly closed it again to run back to her bedroom to grab an umbrella. She knew remembering the bleak, black, personal awning wouldn’t block the sideways rain, and she would complain non-stop about having to carry it around, but she grabbed it anyway and hurried out the door. Jessie was never late, but was always in fear of being just that. Allison was always late. They made the perfect match.
She exited the front door of her three story, brick apartment building and spotted a red convertible out of the corner of her eye. The top was up to protect its probably leather interior from the now slightly less offensive rain. Of course, now that I’m already lugging around an umbrella. Jessie did not usually notice cars, but this one was the oddest shade of red, like fire and blood. The observation was probably the result of having read too many fantasy books that HBO series was based on.
She headed in the opposite direction from where the car was parked, its engine humming; and popped up her umbrella, then folded it down again. She realized she would be less uncomfortable just pulling the hood up on her rain jacket. As she struggled to close the uncooperative umbrella, she vaguely noticed the sports car pull out into the street behind her. When it revved past her she couldn’t help but notice the license plate, 1875VIC.
Jessie stood frozen on the sidewalk as the rain halted and the sun started to peek out between the storm clouds. She pulled out her phone, typed in the already memorized address that had been sent to her early that morning, and hailed her second cab in less than 12 hours.
CHAPTER 4
Jessie climbed into the taxi and requested the driver take her to Avis, Budget, the closest place she could rent a car, before she changed her mind or allowed it to think that she was making a huge mistake.
For the last few months Jessie had an empty feeling in the pit of her stomach, but it was nothing like the ache that she had in her heart for most of her adult life. She met Tyler shortly after they had both turned seventeen and within weeks they were applying to the same college and making plans to move away from their one horse town and start their life together, while pursuing their dreams. Hers to become a writer; Tyler to save the world. Their parents’ protests over them moving away, to a strange city, after only two short months together, went unheard, and only made them want to succeed more.
At first it was perfect, Jessie’s name was never said without Tyler’s attached. Are you going to JessieandTyler’s tonight? What time do you want JessieandTyler to pick us up? JessieandTyler really are the two luckiest people in the world. She was happy, beyond happy, but sometimes she would find herself drifting, wanting more. As a couple they were defined, but there was nothing that defined her.
She joined a book club, gym, learned to knit, started a blog, but still Jessie found herself lying awake at night wanting something that she couldn’t
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