When the Farmer Met the City Girl by Jessa Kane EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Jessa Kane
- Language: English
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This is how a slasher film starts.
A girl driving her old, junky car down a back country road under a
pitch-black sky…with no cell phone reception. I guess this is how I die.
Any second now, my engine is going to make a puttering sound and I’m
going to be stranded on the side of this dirt road. There is a scarecrow out in
the middle of the cornfield to my right, arms pointing at odd angles. If I
squint, I can make out his silhouette. Can’t wait for him to come to life and
This is not good.
I should have waited until morning to drive from my mother’s house back
to the city, where I belong, but I couldn’t take another moment of the
constant lecturing. Honestly, if that scarecrow kills me tonight, I think it
might be preferable to listening to my mom complain about my lack of job
and my unrealistic acting aspirations.
Reluctantly, I pull my car over, because I can no longer see the road in
front of me. This shortcut was supposed to save me an hour of driving, which
meant saving gas money. Did I take a wrong turn somewhere? There are no
streetlights out this way. No gas stations or golden arches. It’s just endless
fields of corn and the occasional farm, though I haven’t seen one in over
twenty minutes. Did I drive straight off the map? Have I discovered a new
With an embarrassing whine, I roll down my window and stick my phone
out through the opening. “Come on, reception gods, please give me a bar.
One bar.” The corner of my screen remains stubbornly blank, the fuel gauge
on my dashboard taunting me with a red arrow pointing way too far to the
left. “I am really not dressed for a trek to the gas station,” I mutter, looking
down at my black bustier and neon yellow leather skirt. Oh, and ankle boots
with stiletto heels.
I don’t dress like this all the time.
Mostly, I wore this to piss off my mother.
But I do love a daring fashion choice. In a city full of aspiring actresses, a
girl needs to find a way to stand out to the casting directors. I’ve always
loved fashion and I have a penchant for putting together last-minute outfits
among the thrift shop’s bargain bins. When it comes to those secondhand
stores, there are two choices. Dress like a grandma or dress like you’re going
to the club. I’m only twenty and I have a lot of life to live, so I choose club
Although, tonight, a pair of jeans and some Adidas would have been
I drop my head back against the seat, closing my eyes against the hot
pressure swelling behind my lids. No. I will not cry. I will not cry. I’m
tougher than this. I’ve survived on my own, broke as a joke in the city for
two years. I can sleep in my car for a night and start driving again in the
morning. And hopefully, avoid being murdered by that scarecrow.
Is it moving?
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