Tuesday, 5 August 2014

FRESH BEGINNINGS By Iris Blobel Book feature

The small town of Hobart in Tasmania has witnessed many beginnings in recent 

years. At yet one more beginning, the wedding of a friend, Jared Fraser decides it’s 

time for some fresh beginnings to come his way... And he sets out for a holiday to 

the US to travel along the Route 66 in a motorhome.

Ivy Bennett thought leaving her boyfriend would be the hard part. It doesn’t take long 

to figure out how wrong she was. As she struggles with making a new start in her 

life, the last person she expects to lead her to happiness is a laid-back Australian on 


Then the arrival of family friend Mia Levesque and her boyfriend, Josh, turns Jared’s 

holidays upside-down when he’s forced to play arbitrator between the two teenagers.

Iris Blobel was born and raised in Germany and only immigrated to Australia in the 

late 1990s. Having had the travel bug most of her life, Iris spent quite some time 

living in Scotland, London as well as Canada where she actually had met her future 

husband. Her love for putting her stories onto paper has only recently emerged, but 

now her laptop is a constant companion. Iris resides west of Melbourne with her 

husband and her beautiful two daughters as well as her dog. Next to her job at a 

private school she also presents a German Program at the local Community Radio.

"G'day!" He stared at her and for some reason something tugged at his heart. 

Not that he wanted that. He had no room for women, let alone American ones. They 

all were on earth to make life complicated. Mark was constantly running around for 

Sophie or Hope, even though Mark's wife was one in a million and little Hope was 

simply adorable, especially when she was asleep.

"Ya know it's dangerous to hitch a ride," he finally said when she was still 


She stared at him for a moment, but then replied with the typical American 

twang in her voice. "I know you said something, but I have no idea what."

He chuckled. "It is dangerous to hitchhike," he repeated with exaggerated 


The woman stepped a bit closer to the window. "Are you from Austria?"

He laughed aloud.

"Australia, I meant," she added, seemingly embarrassed by the mistake.

"I am indeed." He watched her looking ahead towards the horizon. "So you 

wanna hitch a ride?"

Jared had a feeling she didn't want to, but her current situation didn't give her 

many choices. There they were in the middle of nowhere, with the next place a fair 

few miles away.

"Name's Jared," he said and then he opened the door and walked around the 

motorhome. Leaning against the vehicle, he looked at her. She was pretty. Thin, but 

pretty. When her brown eyes met his, he experienced another one of those heart 

tugs and wasn't impressed at all. He tried to look right past her. It wasn't happening 

though. They were like magnets.

"Jared," he repeated and held out his hand.

Her look went right past him into the distance, and he assumed she was 

fighting with herself, part of her wanting to get off the road, the other part being 


"Anybody else travelling with you?" she asked quietly.

He shook his head. "Nope."

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and, after a brief moment, reached 

for his hand. "Nice meeting you."

Acknowledging that she wasn't much into sharing details like her name, he 

opened the door for her. "Where are ya headin'?" he asked.

A smile started in her eyes and played with the corner of her lips. He felt 

himself smiling back. There was an appreciation in her smile.

"Could you drop me off at the next stop?" she asked hesitantly.

"Most certainly, but where are ya headin?"

She shrugged. "Kingman?"

"Is that on this road?"

Nodding, she said. "Yes, it is. It should be less than a hundred miles along 

this highway."

"Then hop in."

She turned to get into the motorhome, and he took in her small stature and 

the narrow shoulders which seemed even smaller in her tight, red T-shirt. Jared 

noticed her cargoes were just hanging onto her hips. A nice steak wouldn't go astray 

on these hips. Suddenly she stopped and moved to look at him. "Thank you," she 


"No worries mate."

Jared held her gaze and wasn't sure what to say or do. She simply stood in 

front of him like frozen.

"My name is Ivy," she said after a long moment.

"Hedera. An evergreen climbing or ground-creeping woody plant in the family 


With a frown, she stared at him. "I really didn't understand that one."

He laughed. "Sorry, mate. I got carried away. I'm a landscaper. Ivy 

is a climbing plant." Scratching the back of his head, he added, slightly self-
conscious, "And, of course, a beautiful name."

There was a small laugh as she stepped into the motorhome. He went 

around and slid behind the wheel before driving back onto the road. There was 

a long silence, and Jared wasn't really sure what to do or say. Usually, he was 

good with silence. Actually, he loved it. But at that moment, the silence made him 


"So, what brings ya out into the middle of the sticks?"

When there was no reply, he turned and looked at her. There was a big frown 

on her face, and he sighed.

"I thought you all speak English as well?"

"We do," she said with a slight giggle. "But I'm not so sure about you 


With a grin he replied, "Now, don't be cheeky, Ivy."

"Don't bite the hand that feeds you, my mom always said." She laughed. "No 

way would I make fun of you."

"So, you're expectin' a meal as well?"

There was a moment of silence again, and he glanced over. The smile was 

gone and panic was written all over her face.

"I... I didn't—"

Quickly he reached out for her hand. "I'm pulling your leg." And when she 

didn't reply again, he muttered, "This thing with you Americans not understanding 

English is turning into a problem. I was kiddin'." 

"Pulling your leg?" She shook her head. "Never heard of it."

A bark of laughter filled the small space. "Anyway. Talkin' about food. There's 

a small place ahead. Want some lunch?"


  1. Thank you so much for the book feature!

    1. no problems :) good luck with the book, Kat


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