TylynRae

Carry Me HomeTo Lyn-z and Jaecob, Because I cannot express my love to either of you any other wayPrologueHe wasn’t supposed to be here. My legs pressed against the back ...

Chapter Two We turned the corner into Laynie’s driveway and my mouth dropped open. Her driveway was full of cars, none of which I could really see since it had ...

Chapter Three The next morning, I crawled off the mattress early and got ready for the day in Laynie’s spare bathroom that branches off the kitchen next to the mudroom. ...

Chapter Four I swatted at my nose lightly, brows creased and snuggled down into my pillow. Stupid flies. It brushed against me again and I growled, swatting. I heard a ...

Chapter Five When Laynie got back from her jazz band lessons, she found Jonah and I on the couch, my head on his lap. We were watching the old Russian ...

Chapter Six “What. Are those?” I yelped, looking out the passenger side window into Jonah’s yard. He had taken me out to lunch where we sat at a booth talking ...

Chapter Seven “So what’s the plan for the day?” I ask Laynie as she’s putting her hair up in the bathroom. “We. Are taking a girl day to ourselves. No ...

Chapter Eight Jonah showed up and Laynie’s with an armful of canvas boards and a duffel bag full of paints and brushes. Jonah sat his things down in the computer ...

Chapter Nine “Are you sure you’re going to be okay? I mean, I don’t have to go if you don’t want me to. You seem really antsy today.” Laynie said. ...

Chapter Ten “Good morning.” A low voice whispered in my ear. I opened my eyes for the briefest of moments and smiled. “Good morning.” I said with a sigh, a ...

Chapter Eleven I woke up with the sun beating down on my face. I rolled over, hiding my face in the pillow. I breathed in, the smell of laundry soap ...

Chapter TwelveJonah drove me back to Laynie’s after the pancakes. I still had a sour stomach about talking about my dad and my grandpa all in the same story.Jonah grabbed ...

Chapter ThirteenJonah sat in the back seat of The Chum Buggy, with Laynie and me up front. He braided the hair at the nape of my neck, sending little bursts ...

Chapter FourteenI tapped my fingers against the dashboard, wondering about what on earth he could have planned in such a short time. We’d only been at the mall an hour ...

Chapter Fifteen The garden stretched around a small cabin and out of sight. Flowers grew wild and untamed and the only sign of human interference was the small stone footpath ...

Chapter Sixteen “So.” I blushed, unsure of what exactly was going on. Jonah stood across from me, the worn wooden floor a vast expanse between us. I could still feel ...

Chapter Seventeen I walked out into the main room of the cabin, self conscious and blushing. Jonah hovered over the oven heating up what smelled to be chicken and alfredo. ...