Every Summer After Novels & Stories

“Sorry, but we don't have time for this, Nathan you and Noah have to set up the barbecue. Liam, you go and bring in the bags from your car. Quinn, you go get a shower, and I’ll pick out an outfit for you. Summer gave up all our instructions then clapped her hands when we didn't all move fast enough. I ran up the stairs and into the shower, and I couldn't help thinking about how the last time I was in this shower, I was terrified to meet my mate, thinking it was Xavier, and now I could be wait to mate and mark with him. After my shower, I dried my hair and walked back to my room, well, the guest room. I‘m assuming I will be moving into Nathan’s room at some point, finding Summer flinging clot

I couldn't help but wish this night would last a little longer. "Well, this is my stop" Summer stated as her smile faded. "This is it" I agreed. "Thanks for the night Andy. I really enjoyed myself" she genuinely stated. "Me too" "I hope we can do this again soon" "Me too" I repeated "Well it's late. I better go in before my parents get worried." "Me too"

When it was all done I made out plates. "Let's sit out back and eat. The weather is nice." "Wherever you want, Love." "You want to DJ?" "I can do that." We sat our plates down and Zain hunted for music on his phone. "What is it with you and nature?" "I have always found being outside relaxing. I used to sit on the porch with my dad watching the world. When the weather was nice, we would watch the animals. He l9ved watching his squirrels. When it stormed we sat and watched the rain and lightning. We never talked much, just watched and enjoyed ourselves."

Summer, it’s like my favorite of all the seasons but at the same time I hate it. I woke up late, smiling as I stretch my arms. Alright! No more school. I walk inside the bathroom and took a very long bath. After an hour, I walk inside the closet and found a white shirt and dark wash jeans. I blow dry my hair and went out of the closet and to my room to get my purse. I'm going go out today and have some ice cream. A tradition I have always done when summer starts I went down the stairs looking for mom and dad when Krista pop her head out from the kitchen saying that mom and dad went out so early and that she doesn't know where did they go.

“I mean it. I am excited to see where we go from here.” “Me too, my love.” She agrees. We still need a plan for what happens after the summer since we stay in different states, but I will happily move to where she is, and we can have a new start. Or we start somewhere entirely new. Either way, I am ready to be with her.

I could say that he's special in his own way. Summer is developing each and every day. Us parents are also too. Having Summer in our lives has taught us so many things that life did not show when we were young. We often just cared for ourselves and not others but being a parent we have to protect our family and be always there for them no matter what.

It's been three years since she passed away and I would give anything just to talk to her again. Looking down the beach I can see the huge bonfire burning about a mile away in the distance. At the end of every summer, before school starts back up we have a full moon party on the beach. There are bonfires, dancing, and giant glow in the dark mason jars mixed full of 7 different flavors of rum. We start walking in that direction, "I didn't realize they'd be playing tonight." She whispers, squeezing my hand, and laughing excitedly.

She looked up, caught me smiling, and smiled. That was it. That was the moment I was done for. Twenty one years old and this is what my life had become. Locked in my room on the first week of summer, curtains drawn, laptop open, completely feral over a woman I could never have. Dad was at work. Laura was somewhere in the house being loud about it. And Nicole was always the problem.

My sister had sharp eyes and found the letter under the old pillow. Dad wiped away his tears and unfolded the paper with trembling hands. "Mom, Dad, and Heidi. By the time you see this letter, the countdown should have ended. I'm so happy I get to live with all of you. Thank you for your hard work in the last 18 years. I hope we can still be a family in my next life! Oh, right, use the money in the piggy bank to buy a toy for Heidi! Consider it an early birthday gift."