Past Forward- A Serial Novel: Volume 4 by Havig Chautona

Author:Havig, Chautona [Havig, Chautona]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Wynnewood Press
Published: 2012-10-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 121

LAX bustled with activity, a homogeny of languages, cultures, and Willow found them all extremely fascinating. While Chad searched for their rental agency, Willow engaged in the age-old practice of people watching. The languages fascinated her most. Heavy accents made even English-speaking people sound exotic and from another world.

“Come on, let’s go. I got us a cool Mitsubishi Spyder! We’ll tour the coast and let the wind whip through our—” he pause grinning. “Well, your hair anyway.”

In the car, Willow handed him an envelope with the dozens of printouts that he’d brought home from work. The envelope made him laugh. Palm trees, Route 66 signs, cacti, mountains, and surfboards covered the outside of it. When had she had time to decorate an envelope for his MapQuest printouts? “You’re amazing.”

“What?”

“It’s pretty. You even made an envelope for directions pretty. Who does that?”

Willow shrugged and accepted the envelope back sans directions to the hotel. “I do. Who wants a boring gold envelope for everything?”

The sheer volume of cars that spilled from the airport in constant streams overwhelmed Willow immediately. “I thought Rockland was busy, but—”

“Well, this is the airport and we came straight to it from Fairbury so we missed the traffic, but yeah, LA has amazing traffic.”

“Ok, after I merge onto CA-1N, what do I do?”

Willow read the directions carefully. “Turn left on Pico Boulevard and then—”

“That’s enough. I just needed to know if I needed the right or left lane when I got to the 1 north.”

As they pulled up to the hotel, Willow gave him an odd look. “Seriously, Hotel California? You’re joking right?”

“Cool isn’t it?”

“Unoriginal is more like it.”

“Come on, Willow—the Eagles song? It’s cool!”

She shrugged and grabbed her tote. “Are we going in, or are we going to sit out here and contemplate the beauty of the décor?”

Once they stepped into their room, Willow became entranced. She stood, suitcase handle in one hand, tote bag in the other, and stared out the window at the rolling surf. “It’s so—big! Look—it goes forever and it’s loud! I can hear it all the way up here.”

Chad grabbed her hand and tugged. “Come on, let’s go see.”

Willow found herself following him down steps, onto the sand, and stumbling as they raced through it to the water’s edge. Swiftly, she kicked off her sandals, stepped onto the cool, wet sand, and waited for the waves to crash over her feet. “Oooh. It’s cold!”

Her feet danced backwards. Chad, still rolling his pant legs up mocked her for being a wimp. “Come on, just a little cold water and you run!”

“I didn’t expect it to be so cold. It’s beautiful out here, but that water is cold.”

“Want to learn how to find a sand crab?”

His excitement was infectious. Chad waited for the next wave, dug near the edge of the water, and pulled the tiny crab from the hole where it tried to burrow deeper into the sand. Immediately, Willow began digging as a new wave crashed over her feet. “I got one! Oh, it’s so tiny and cute.

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