He took her to a small house in the australian desert, away from her family, away fom civilization.
He seemed like a good, shy guy, offering a drink to a girl. Gemma was at the airport in Bangkok, waiting for her flight home, when she separated from her parents because they were fighting, like usual then she met Ty. It’s funny, but I always thought I could trust blue eyes. But I wasn’t random, was I? And it was a good act. You blinked quickly when I looked at you, and turned away, as if you were nervous… as if you felt guilty for checking out some random girl in an airport. You know how sometimes, when you close a book, you feel numb? When you feel empty, as if the book drained you of all your emotions? You keep thinking about it, about those characters, and you don’t know what to do, you don’t even want to do anything, you just sit there thinking. Months when the lines between love and obsession, and love and dependency, blur until they don’t exist – almost. The story takes the form of a letter, written by Gemma to Ty, reflecting on those strange and disturbing months in the outback. Under the hot glare of the Australian sun, cut off from the world outside, can the force of his love make Gemma love him back? This new life in the wilderness has been years in the planning. He is young, fit and completely gorgeous. This wild and desolate landscape becomes almost a character in the book, so vividly is it described. Sixteen year old Gemma is kidnapped from Bangkok airport and taken to the Australian Outback. Taken from everything I knew, everything I was used to.
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