Awakening by Sydney Holmes

Author:Sydney Holmes [Holmes, Sydney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crespi House Publishing
Published: 2014-04-28T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

“No way. You own this? It looks brand new. Did you have it restored?” I am awestruck.

In college, all the cool kids had old beat up Vanagons and would disappear for weekend camping trips to Big Sur or Half Moon Bay. Sometimes they would go north. I was never in that crowd and never went on those trips. Besides, those vans were old and run down; this van looked like it rolled off the assembly line last week.

“Had it restored? No. Is it restored? Yes, I restored it. Bought it from a guy who’d been living in it for something like five years. It’s been my sanity project.” Ryan proudly opens up the side door, exposing the inside. It’s spotless. The backseat is a couch. The wall opposite the door has a small sink, stovetop, and small refrigerator, with cabinets above. There is a cabinet door above the two front seats. Behind the back seat are sleeping bags, a backpack, and grocery bags.

I step inside to get a better look. Opening one of the cabinets I see camping dishes, spices, and silverware. I open another to find toilet paper, paper towels, and cans of soup.

“Holy cow. This is awesome!” I almost squeal.

Placing my bag on the floor, he doesn’t say anything, just smiles. Then he walks around to the front and gets in.

“Come on, Young. Time to hit the road,” he calls from the driver’s seat.

“Yeah, okay. I’m coming.” I hop out and slide the door shut.

The front seat is like an easy chair in a car, large and comfortable. When he starts the van, that old VW purr is the dominant engine sound.

“I can’t believe you have one of these. I’ve always wanted to camp in one of them.” I feel like a kid, I’m so excited. The seat bounces as we drive out of the parking lot and on to the road.

“Where are we going?” I start looking around the front seat for a map.

“We are going to boondock,” he says.

“We’re going where?”

“To boondock. When you’re self-sufficient and can just drive into the land and park. No hook ups, no campgrounds. Just be completely on our own,” he explains.

“And they call that boondocking?” I ask, skeptical of his answer.

He laughs again, a sound to which I am becoming delightfully addicted. “Yes, Young. They call it boondocking.”

“Alrighty, then. Let’s go boondocking.” I settle into the seat and watch the road.

After about an hour and a half we enter Big Basin, one of the many state parks in this area. I take a minute to study Ryan. He looks relaxed as he steers the van through the winding roads. His hair is just long enough to be a little messy, but still sexy. He has a strong nose and chin, with just enough cheekbone to accentuate his amazing chocolate, chestnut eyes. I still can’t get over how they sometimes seem to spin.

“What?” he says, catching me staring at him.

“Nothing. I’m just admiring my choice of seatmates,” I say, smiling at him.

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