105. Chapter 105
The last stop on his father’s trip was a storage unit Jase didn’t need a map to find because he had been there once before.
She’s probably going to catch the bus she’s been chasing since Austin after this.
On the ride over, Jase decided to offer to take her home, if she didn’t mind Graham hanging on to her suitcase. He needed to get back to Ohio anyway, and if she rode with him, he’d have a few more days to make up his mind about what came next. About her. Whatever that meant.
As soon as they opened the storage unit, he’d ask.
He’d better open his mouth this time.
“You want to get in for the picture?” Helen asked.
Lindsey shook out her hair and they stood with Graham, who kept a wider berth than usual, in front of the orange door of unit 31.
There weren’t any more seals to break, and there wasn’t a Polaroid with the last letter and map. Only a key, which Helen offered to Jase as Graham sent their final photo to Whitlock.
“No, I’ve got it,” Jase said, opening the padlock with the key from his dad.
Jase lifted the door, and the box wrapped in brown paper tied with twine was sitting in the middle of the otherwise empty unit. It hadn’t moved since he left it there four weeks ago.
“There, it’s done. We’re done,” Graham said, holding up his phone to show the confirmation from Whitlock. He noticed the box on the floor and frowned. “What’s this?”
Jase let his hands drop from the bottom edge of the door. “It’s a package for Lindsey.”
Three sets of eyes questioned him. Jase could’ve pretended to be just as surprised as everyone else, but his old man wouldn’t have wanted his trip ending in a lie.
Jase had told Lindsey he’d made a trip to California for his dad.
She didn’t know the package he’d taken on his bike across the country had been for her, a woman he’d never met or wanted to know at the time.
“H-how do you know?” Graham stammered.
Jase sighed. The jig was up anyway.
“Because I put it there.”