"Got a plan, gearhead?" a voice teased from the small galley kitchen.
He had spent the last two years living full-time in the RV—a decision born from a desire for simpler living and the need to escape the "pure chaos" of his former 9-to-5 life [22]. Every mile he drove was proof to himself that he didn't need a sprawling house to feel strong and capable [10]. "Got a plan, gearhead
Mia smiled, handing him a mug of coffee. "I think the Iron Willow likes this spot anyway." "Got a plan