More Than Just a Ride

By Cassandra S James

Home from college for the summer, loner Brandon spends his spare time trying to make an extra buck as a driver. One day, an alluring passenger named Megan gets in and never leaves his mind. After a Cinderella-esque scenario unfolds, Brandon wages a war with himself about whether or not returning her lost item will have him labeled a stalker or a romantic.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mr Blues Publishing
• Release date: Mar 16, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463542057

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More Than Just a Ride

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Cassandra S. James

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Copyright 2019 Cassandra S. James

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1

Four blocks… That’s it? This sucks, Brandon said aloud to the empty passenger seat of his pre-owned sedan; remarking on what, since childhood, he had already known to be true of his hometown’s downtown strip. Well, he thought, at least nowadays it’s not as desolate. There are a few people out, desperately buzzing around for something to do -other than the same ol’ nightly tv routine. His boredom from waiting and people watching, of what few there were, in silence for the past hour had progressed into aggravation bringing about a dismal end to such an otherwise mundane day.

The sun had long shifted into the west as the faux-vintage street lights, designed to resemble Victorian era gas posts in need of a lamplighter (an obsolete profession), along with the few open restaurants began to cast dim orange glows onto the town’s main road. The quiet in Brandon’s car was deafening. He had no interest in listening to the radio and had already checked his phone half a dozen times in anticipation of his next prospect, but as the minutes ticked past, he considered just heading home. One of his dad’s famous dishes sounded better than the fast food he’d been used to while at work.

Just then, a pair of gray-haired women in bold print blouses passed by his parallel parked car consumed in conversation, oblivious to his presence, and entered the restaurant that had just set out its dinner menu in the form of a sandwich sign. Bing… His phone, held by a suction cup attached to the front window, illuminated with the chime. Finally, time to go. He turned the key and the engine rumbled soothingly as it turned over. It wasn’t luck that Brandon was able to pull out onto the street without traffic, he knew that, it was the empty town, but all of his mounting distress melted away as he delighted in knowing that someone out there needed him. Off he went, following the blue directional arrow of the map on his phone.

It had been a slow two weeks home from college for the summer. Instead of trying to find a ‘real job’, Brandon had been picking up odd jobs thanks to his phone. Everything from delivering groceries to rideshare supplied a modest income. He had even asked his dad if he could rent out his room and subsequently stay on the pull-out couch, but his genial-as-always father refused. "You’re