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    The Remember You Stories Complete Collection
    The Remember You Stories Complete Collection
    The Remember You Stories Complete Collection
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    The Remember You Stories Complete Collection

    By Krystal Doolittle

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    Get the entire short story series in one complete collection!

    A woman leaves her old life behind in hopes of starting fresh somewhere new. But a stop at a Waffle House in the middle of nowhere, Missouri leads to changes in her plans after meeting a mysterious stranger who claims to be a time traveller from the past.

    This is the complete collection of the "Remember You" Stories by bestselling author, Krystal Doolittle. She has also written "Ghost Town", "Life After", "The Tarot Card Mysteries" and The Miranda Riley Paranormal Cozy Mystery Series.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherKrystal Doolittle
    Release dateSep 28, 2023
    ISBN9798215582688
    The Remember You Stories Complete Collection
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    Krystal Doolittle

    Krystal has been creating stories most of her life, but only recently begun to brave the world of professional writing. She loves a great joke, peaceful mornings and a nice, cold glass of orange juice.

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      It was late at night or maybe early in the morning as I was sitting in a Waffle House in the middle of Missouri. I wasn’t sure what town I was in, but I had been hungry and needed a break from the lines on the road. When I’d seen the illuminated sign boasting a 24-hour diner in the distance, I had put on my turn signal and headed for the off-ramp.

      I’d been on the road for far too long for one person, yet despite that, I’d been pushing on. All I wanted was to leave that life behind and find something new. Something more exciting than what I’d left behind. They had chained me to that life for far too long, the life they had wanted for me, and I needed air before I smothered to death. I’d felt the life draining from me the more I tried to fit into the world that had built up around me. That was how I found myself sitting in a worn pleather booth, looking at a menu and trying to decide what would satisfy me. Considering I wasn’t sure the last time I had eaten, it all sounded amazing.

      Finally settling on a breakfast burrito, I handed over my menu to the server when she took my order and decided to hit the bathroom before my food came. I stood from the booth, feeling the ache in my legs after being in the same position for far too long. My Dodge Charger might be comfortable, but I was sure they meant you to stop and stretch more than I had.

      Pushing open the bathroom door, the light blinked to life without me doing anything, probably on a motion sensor. I took care of business before heading to the sink to wash my hands. As I looked up into the mirror, I wondered who I was now. Should I change my name? My hair color? There were endless possibilities and if I wanted, I could become someone else altogether. The idea was a heady one.

      My blue eyes were red and tired, my dark blonde ponytail limp and lifeless. I did what I could to make myself presentable, even using a few paper towels to wipe down my face. I wasn’t young anymore now that I was in my mid-thirties, but I didn’t think I looked all that bad for my age. I was also self-employed and could work from anywhere I could find a Wi-Fi signal, which was another big reason for my current road trip. MY funds were always available, as long as I put in the time. Another reason I could go wherever I wanted.

      Once I had finished cleaning myself up, I headed back out to the booth and took a seat. There was one guy in the corner, wearing a trucker hat and a faded red flannel shirt. His back was to the room, so I was sure he wanted to be left alone. But otherwise, the place was empty except for the server and cook behind the counter. The guy was probably a truck driver if his appearance and the semi outside were any indication. Of course, it was late, or was it early? I wasn’t sure where that line should be that separated one from the other. So you could imagine my surprise when the door jingled open, even though I hadn’t seen another car pull up. After all, not many would be up at this time.

      The man that walked in was handsome, even if his hair was long and he dressed strangely. His pants looked homemade, held up by suspenders, and wearing a loose white shirt. Although describing it as white might have been a bit of a stretch. His hair was shaggy, almost touching his shoulder, and it curled at the ends. A square jaw was covered with stubble, as if he’d been too busy to shave for a day or so. I noticed a scar that ran down his cheek from his ear, curving down his jaw. He looked out of place and yet comfortable in his surroundings. As if he’d been here a time or two. He took a seat in a booth on the same side of the restaurant as I was, not needing the server to tell him he could sit wherever he’d like, as she had done with me. He was a polite distance away, near enough we could have had a discussion with raised voices, but far enough that a subdued voice wouldn’t be heard.

      The server brought my breakfast burrito to me and seemed to notice where my attention was.

      He’s a looker, she said with a wink as she chewed her gum loudly. He comes in from time to time. Her mousy brown hair still smelled a bit like hairspray as she leaned in closer.

      I didn’t know what to say, so I said nothing. Instead, I nodded and said, Thank you.

      She nodded in return. He won’t mind if you want to chat, ya know. He’s friendly enough, if a little strange. Only comes in and has coffee. I don’t think he has a lot of money. But he’s a good person and could be good company for a while. She gave a shrug. Up to you.

      Maybe I will, I said as I turned back to look at him. He had a lonely look about him, and I could feel the sentiment echoed in my own heart. It might be nice to have a conversation with someone I had no ties to. Just two people meeting on the road and sharing breakfast. What better start to my new story than doing something like that?

      When I turned back to my plate, I noticed the server had wandered off and I heard her quietly talk with the cook.

      What if he thinks I’m a weirdo? I thought as I considered approaching him. But he was so incredibly handsome and intriguing. Why was he dressed like that? Where was he from? These were the questions that swirled in my mind when I glanced over at him again. 

      The server stepped out from behind the counter and approached his table. I watched them

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