Page 220 of The Love Bus


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Time for a taste. The chicken was tender, the tarragon bright, and the mayo smooth. But something was still missing. The flavors didn’t sing yet.

I reached for the salt cellar, pinching just a bit between my fingers and sprinkling it in. Stirred. Tasted again.

Better.

At eighteen, I had moved away from my family to the big city. I’d chased what I’d wanted unapologetically.

Yes, I’d been naïve. But I’d also been fearless.

And now I needed to be stronger. I needed to take the best of who I was and anchor it to who I was now.

Even if it wasn’t always comfortable—especially if it wasn’t—even if it occasionally landed me in icy water, I would own my life again.

But I was done living like I was powerless.

Was the road ahead overwhelming? Abso-forking-lutely.

But the thing about surviving the worst—once you’ve done that, you realize you can survive just about anything.

Pepper. It needs more spice.

I grabbed the grinder, gave it a few good twists, and felt the sting hit my nose almost instantly.

“Aah, ahh…choo!” I barely turned in time before the sneeze hit.

Blinking, I dabbed at my eyes—at the tears that had nothing to do with the pepper.

Then I rinsed my hands, letting the cool water run over my fingers as my thoughts drifted again.

I hadn’t meant to fall for a guy like Noah.

Definitely hadn’t planned on falling in love.

But I had.

Which meant that in the middle of reclaiming myself, in the middle of trying to dig myself out of this massive hole, I was…

Heartbroken!

But I refused to regret it. Because loving him had been real.

I had lived again.

And it had been worth it. He had been worth it.

So, I allowed myself to live both truths.

I was hurting.

But I was also healing.

I slid the bowl into the fridge to chill and moved on to the bread, slicing it with long, even strokes.

Pep talks and resolutions were fine, but if I was also going to keep living, I had to start fixing my problems on my own—taking action, making decisions, standing on my own feet again.

So, I did what most normal people do when faced with insurmountable problems.

I went on Google.