I was stirred awake by a light brush on my knee.
I turned to the side. Jake leaned in, a smile across his lips.
“We are here, sleepyhead.”
I stretched on the seat, arching my back for relief. “Huh, so fast?”
I couldn’t remember when I fell asleep, between trying to focus on the movie I was watching and the rotary songs they began to sing on the way.
“LA’s not too far from Boston.” He glanced at his watch. “About four to five hours. That’s fair.”
The bus doors slid open, letting in the cool evening air. I pulled my bag from under the seat and followed the trail out of the bus. My legs were stiff from sitting for so long.
Immediately after I stepped down, the first thing I noticed was the downtown skyline noticeable from afar and mountains fading into purple haze.
Jake sniffed the ai
