Nora
She could feel it; it was time for her to move on again. It wasn’t an urgent, stressful kind of urge like people running for their lives; it was more the promise of what she could find if she went just a little further. They call it wanderlust. And she had it.
After school and college, she had decided that she was not going to go straight into a straight-laced life of office work and trying to climb the corporate ladder. She was young, single with no dependents or debts to pay; this was the perfect time for her to have an adventure. She had planned smartly to avoid making debt to study, making money by working part-time and tutoring students; it helped to be smart and resourceful.
She had pulled out a map of America and had plotted all the places she might want to experience and t
