Alyssa had always been a loner. Moody, her mom said. Self-involved, her dad said. Just weird, her sister said.
Finally, when she finished college, she took her long-planned year off. She bought a used camper, hooked it to her pick-up, stocked it well, and took off for parts unknown. No cell phone, no internet. Just the beauties of nature and, of course, her beloved guitar.
She never thought about how her trip would end. That would take care of itself. For now? No one telling her who she WAS, compared to who she OUGHT to be.