#MFRWHooks “We had a fight.” #amreading #moviepitch #Netflix #travelling

Hi everyone –
I’m sharing another snippet from FRESH BEGINNINGS,
a story this is mainly set in the USA and follows our itinerary
when we travelled through five States in a motorhome a few years ago.
Today’s snippet is back in Jared’s POV.

 Enjoy ♥♥

This week’s Hook …



Standing straight, he squinted outside the window. “Mia? What the—”

“I need to make this quick because I have no idea what this call will cost me.”

A thousand thoughts ran through Jared’s mind. Accidents. Deaths. Chaos. His business.

A hiccupping sob at the end of the other end echoed through the line, and Jared needed to sit down. Needed to have something to hold on to as well as he prepared himself for the news.

“What’s wrong, mate?”

Another sob. “Josh and I… I… we—”

He waited her out, although it was on the tip of his tongue to scream at her to just spit out the information.

“We had a fight,” she said dramatically.



Jared Fraser from Hobart, Australia, embarks on a journey in a motorhome down the legendary American Route 66. Yet, his travels take a couple of unexpected turns from his initial plans. One of which is meeting Ivy, a beautiful hitchhiker. As they spend time together, she captivates Jared and stirs long-dormant emotions within him.

Having recently made the difficult decision to leave her boyfriend, Ivy Bennett is determined start over and find her own happiness. When she unexpectedly crosses paths with Jared, their meeting sets off a chain of events that will test them both in unforeseen ways.

While on this journey, can they both find the strength to let go of their pasts and embrace the possibility of a fresh beginning.

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