183 Reasons by Alanna Grace

Author:Alanna Grace
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798988329619
Publisher: Alanna Grace

Seriously, Shannon, a wind farm? Kind of big news. We need to talk. I’m going to see Solia for a bit this afternoon. Let me know if you’re around tonight or tomorrow.

My fingers hover over the screen, trying to formulate the words to send to Solia. Selfishly, I want to talk to her as soon as possible, but Mia is still in town.

Here goes nothing.

JACKSON

Hi, Solia, are you around today? I was hoping to swing by and talk.

I press Send and hold my breath.

18

Having Mia here in New Hampshire is like that first sip of coffee in the morning. She’s the yin to my yang, my grounding force. Everything is better with her around.

And with each repair I make to the cabin, whether it’s righting the crooked stair rail or hammering the nail back into the deck board, I mold this place into my own, and pride fills my heart. Being here is what I dreamed it would be. The stillness and quiet mountain air are so freeing. With Mia here, even just for these few days, I am happier than I’ve been in forever.

Once the school year starts, I know I’ll meet more people and I won’t feel Mia’s absence so acutely. But meeting Jackson, as unexpected as it was, might ease my loneliness. Love is something I thought I ditched in the potholes outside the Meriden town limits. Except it’s found its way back on its own, and I know I’m falling hard.

Jackson seems like a man worth taking my chances on.

Being able to enjoy the weather, the lake, and campfires at night without the stress of work the next day is fantastic—and Mia and I took full advantage of this last night. Despite our late bedtime, we rise with the sun. She thinks it’s the quiet causing her to wake up early—it’s interesting how people become accustomed to their surroundings. Traffic, honking, and streetlights lull big-city residents to sleep, but out here, there’s nothing but stillness. The cabin isn’t just small-town quiet; it is silent, which I’ll take any day, but Mia’s not a fan.

The morning dawns warm, and since Mia is leaving tomorrow, we want to play during the time we have left. I have two paddleboards, paddles, and jackets in the garage in hopes I’d have someone to enjoy the water with this summer. Throwing the boards and paddles into the truck bed is the easy part; finding a place by the small craft launch at the beach on a Sunday morning will be the challenge.

To my surprise, only a few cars are parked along the shore. We secure a spot next to the launch and float the boards right into the water. Newfound Lake is magnificent, no matter the time of day, but there’s something special that happens in the early-morning hours. The sun rising in the east over the mountains uses the sky as its canvas and reflects shapes of yellow and orange on the lake. In a word, it is awesome. On a morning like this, there isn’t a breeze to be felt; the water appears glass-like.

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