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Chapter Two (Cj)

Chapter Two (Cj)

A Chapter by A.R. Currson


Eight in the morning always comes way too early, way too fast. The old GE alarm clock radio is screaming at me and I almost end up on the floor becaus..
Chapter Three (Cj)

Chapter Three (Cj)

A Chapter by A.R. Currson


“You’re late again. What was it this time?”“Nice to see you too.” Despite being a naturally organized person, I’m ..
Chapter Four (Tucker)

Chapter Four (Tucker)

A Chapter by A.R. Currson


I can see the screen on my phone light up out of the corner of my eye even before “Ring of Fire” starts blaring through the speakers. The ..
Chapter Five (Tucker)

Chapter Five (Tucker)

A Chapter by A.R. Currson


“Draw four sucker. Blue.” I sigh and take the cards grudgingly. Two greens, a draw four, and a reverse. Cj’s in for a world of hurt ..
Chapter Six (Tucker)

Chapter Six (Tucker)

A Chapter by A.R. Currson


“Earth to Tucker? HELLO?!”“What woman? Holy hell. Take it easy with the yelling. I’m right here.”We’re currently s..
Chapter Seven (Cj)

Chapter Seven (Cj)

A Chapter by A.R. Currson


“Cj, wake up.”“Hmmmm.”“Wake up.”“Hmmmmmmmm.”“Wake up.”I roll over and turn the other way. ..
Chapter Eight (Tucker)

Chapter Eight (Tucker)

A Chapter by A.R. Currson


“Where to next, Chief?” Cj asks, craning her neck to see over the steering wheel.“Indiana. Keep following Interstate 69 out of Michi..
Chapter Nine (Cj)

Chapter Nine (Cj)

A Chapter by A.R. Currson


“Holy hell. Look at all the signatures on that George Jones guitar. I wonder who’s all on there.”“I’d be concerned about..
Stolen Peaches

Stolen Peaches

A Chapter by SarahK


Eventually, the tire had been taken care of, but after they all maneuvered back into the minivan they realised they were facing another problem. Money..
Chapter Ten (Tucker)

Chapter Ten (Tucker)

A Chapter by A.R. Currson


Our first day in Kentucky is spent surrounded by the bright blue sky, lots of sunshine, and the unforgettable smell of horse poop on the Bluegrass Hor..
Chapter Eleven (Cj)

Chapter Eleven (Cj)

A Chapter by A.R. Currson


“Blue one.” I watch as a cobalt blue Chevy Cruze sails past us, easily doing eighty in a sixty five, which is a really stupid f*****g idea..
Chapter Twelve (Tucker)

Chapter Twelve (Tucker)

A Chapter by A.R. Currson


Day eight of our trip is spent in Cuyahoga Valley National Park. We spent the whole day yesterday at the Columbus Zoo and Aquarium. It was a beautiful..
Protection

Protection

A Poem by promisedtothetides


I love my little pocket knife!

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