Chapter 22 MANNY I drag a large piece of dried driftwood through the sand, carving a trail behind me, as the sky turns pink and the sun sinks into the Pacific ocean. It’s a minor miracle that we managed to find a quiet,...
Chapter 21 QUINN The shower is definitely big enough for three. Shawn cranks the water on while Manny goes to grab a bottle of lube out of his bag. I can’t stop trembling as we crash back together into a kiss that’s hungry and restrained at the same time....
Chapter 20 SHAWN Lucky for us, we don’t have to resort to actually walking all the way to Dallas. Something tells me those buzzards would have been in favor of that plan though. Manny was right, it was a leak in the coolant,...
Chapter 19 QUINN Maybe Manny’s life philosophy of letting go and seeing what happens has its benefits after all. If we’d stuck to my carefully planned itinerary, we definitely wouldn’t have been hitchhiking in Texas, and I wouldn’t currently be sitting across from Ward fucking Galvert,...
Chapter 18 MANNY “Where’s your favorite place you’ve lived?” Shawn asks, slumping comfortably in the passenger seat on my right side for a change with Quinn behind the wheel, cruising down a wide open road somewhere in the middle of bumfuck Texas,...