Five Ways

By Rob Kennedy

Five Ways Synopsis

Five Ways is a junction of streets in Paddington, Sydney, NSW Australia.
In the centre of this junction you have five ways that you can go. Joanne Southlake stood in the centre of Five Ways looking to find her direction; she was looking for the right way to go.

Joanne Southlake, 33-24-34. These aren't her measurements – this is her life. She's 33 years old. She lives at 24 Heart Street, Paddington (she moved there because she loved its name). She has one and 33 years to live, she thinks. Jo's blog describes her as: sometimes single • fantastic at her job • always on time • easily heartbroken • thoroughly committed. Just what Jo is committed to, well she’s unsure.

Jo’s world is moving, involved and strange. She has a hip job, people who love her; a guy and a girl. She also has a caring but crazy family. She wants something; she’s unsure what it is. People take her in directions that she thinks might work, but when she is about to make a decision that will change her life, something extraordinary happens. She gets??????

Five Ways, a novelette of 10,000.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rob Kennedy
• Release date: Jul 22, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476061207

Rob Kennedy

I have a strong urge to communicate and entertain. Creativity is at the core of all I do. Writing innovative stories helps fulfil my desire to communicate with people. This time and place that I live in must be represented to the present and the future. I hope to do this, one word at a time.

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Five Ways

Rob Kennedy

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Table of Contents

Where’s Jo?

It Always Happens

Eloise, The Girl Who Wants Jo

Gregory And Eloise – A fight To The Death?

Jo’s By Herself

The Brother – Kevin.

Not Just Another Day At Work

Not Just Another Night At Home

Not Just Another Day, Not Just Another Night

Jo’s To Blame

A New Worrying Thought

Gregory Wants An Answer, Now

Mum, Dad, Kevin, Melissa. Who’s Melissa?

Where’s El?

Let The Blood Flow

Where’s Gregory?

Jo Hears A New Song

Where’s Jo?

Jo stood in the centre of the roundabout, in the centre of Paddington. She stood in the centre of her life, looking for something to reach out to. She was looking for the right way to go. Cars and bikes whizzed around her. She went to step forward. A car beeped at her. She took off in the opposite direction and a man on a bike yelled, Look out! She wasn’t sure what to do. The third and fourth ways seemed clogged in both directions. The fifth way looked like it was free of traffic, not an obstacle in sight. She held her breath – then stepped forward.

Joanne Southlake, 33-24-34. These aren’t her measurements – this is her life. She’s 33 years old. She lives at 24 Heart Street, Paddington (she moved there because she loved its name). She has one and 33 years to live, she thinks. Jo’s blog describes her as: sometimes single • fantastic at her job • always on time • easily heartbroken • thoroughly committed. Just what Jo is committed to, well she’s unsure.

Gregory is the guy who wants Jo. He rides a motorcycle and teaches acting at the National Institute of Dramatic Art. He’s 34.

Eloise is the girl who wants Jo. She’s a Physical Therapist. She runs her own business. She has a PhD. Everyone who knows Eloise, knows she has a PhD. She’s 40.

Joanne’s parents, Hazel and Ralph, spend most of their time traveling and buying things off eBay. Kevin, Jo’s younger brother, he’s the eternal student.

There are a number of other people in this story, but we’ll just start with them.

It’s Sunday morning, 22 April 2012. It’s the morning of Gregory’s birthday. He spent the night at Jo’s apartment. Jo’s giving him his birthday present.

‘OOOOOUGH.’

‘Gregory! I do have neighbours.’

‘Oh honey, don’t stop now.’

The neighbours are used to the noise, but not always from Jo’s apartment. The neighbours make enough racket themselves. In fact, every Sunday morning at 11.00 am, a woman