January 2015
"Whose bright idea was it to schedule upstate New York in January?" Jared complained as the band and Hannah sat in the front of their bus, breaths held as they traveled along roads that were growing more dangerous by the minute.
No one else dared to utter a word as their driver, Bones, navigated them through the snow coming down at an alarming rate. Roads had turned to s**t well over an hour ago, but they all knew they were close to their destination.
Hannah grabbed hold of Garrett's hand, threading their fingers through one another's. At least if they were going to die, they'd be together, she reasoned. Normally, she didn't tour in January, and this was precisely why.
"Let's go sit in the back." Garrett turned her towards the lounge area with a strong arm around her shoul
