Semua Bab Travel, Love, and Let go: Bab 1 - Bab 10

About an hour has passed by, Gracie’s waist length golden brown hair is drenched from swimming with Gunner, her pink two piece bikini remains damp whilst beads of water trickle down her slightly tanned toned physique. A silver mustang pulls up near her, tires roll over the cakey sand, the car stops, the engine cuts off. A slightly tall man around six feet steps out, then a German shepherd appears from the car. A loud rumbling twang voice reaches Gracie’s ears over the rushing ocean waves, “Hi ma’am is your dog friendly? Would it be ok for our dogs to play?” The woman yells back embodying Texas twang, “Sure that is fine!” Gunner and his new friend, splash and frolic near the shoreline, sinking their bodies and rising in the waves, saturating their tricolored coats. Gracie focuses on Gunner, then glances at the man, fiddling with sticks, and digging a hole in the sand. She stands barefoot, toes uniting with the sand, relaxed in a free and easy way; like her spirit as the wind blows h

The rain pours down, as Gracie’s light blue jeep tires roll in the muddy path. She parks, watching the rain beat down, cleansing away exhaustion, stress and heat. She glances at the paperwork in the waterproof folder, a rental agreement for a cabin. Six months. A rural hill country rental on the outskirts of her hometown. It is close to where she grew up and reminds her of youthful and independent adulthood times. Her childhood neighborhood is about thirty minutes away compared to the other parts of the hill country like Canyon Lake, Spring Branch, and Bulverde, which are other most desirable areas. Living near the hilly lakes is of interest to Gracie Mae. So, she has decided to stay near Bandera in a cabin while taking a break from van life. Then she met Paxton who is from there, well if we date and get along it will be fine. It is a small town, but I have never really interacted with people in the area, I just keep to myself and pass through to marvel at the western theme appearan

Friday morning and Gracie is a little groggy from the night before. Her alarm buzzing at seven am. She looks at her phone then realizes she signed up to Volunteer for the food drive. She sees notifications from the dating site. It is Peter, “I enjoyed dancing with you last night, we should do it again.” Gracie decides not to respond right now. The woman gets ready for the day. She makes it to the food drive at nine. Paxton is in the parking lot loading canned food onto a utility cart. He comes over to greet her and take her box of donated food. Gracie checks the list which has her assigned to help sort canned goods. Gracie and several others are sorting through bags of goods donated. Paxton appears and is assigned to a different group, where he is with several women. He seems a little flirty with them. Gracie did not know Paxton would be here. She feels a little awkward. Then Peter walks towards her section as he is assigned to the same group. Oh, now this is more awkward, Gracie tho

Gracie and Gunner cruise down highway sixteen in the jeep with the top off. She takes a left at highway forty-six savoring the hilly, winding, curving road. The scenic view of mostly hills and some houses brings joy to Gracie’s mind. The sun is shining down on her while the wind is blowing her hair. The woman glances in the rear view mirror at her beautiful dog sitting happily in the backseat. His black and brown fur gently moves from the wind, his harness is attached to the seat belt to keep him safe and secure. His loving brown eyes focus on hers as she looks at him. Gunner is the light of Gracie’s life, her pride and joy, her best companion. She continues to drive the highway marveling while complacent in the moment full of joy, peace, solitude, and tranquility. Before she knows it, they arrive at the lake. She brings out her inflatable double kayak so Gunner can ride with her. She recalls to put sunblock on herself. Then, leaves the cooler in the jeep and is wearing her bikini wit