Goodbye Summer 2019 Novels & Stories

But five years later, I took Carl and left him. Jeremy stared at the ceiling, memories flashing before his eyes. The moment he walked away with Carl in his arms, my face was ghostly pale as I crumpled on the floor, blood slowly pooling beneath my head. Suddenly, his eyelid twitched as the sharp ring of his phone jolted him back to reality. "Mr. Sterling, check the link I just sent you. An international dance company posted a silhouette of their new instructor. I don't know why, but it looks so much like—"

A large group of people suddenly flooded the courtyard. They wore matching uniforms and tattooed an alphabet 'M' at the collar. Mrs. Morrison stood on the top step, overlooking the crowd. Her presence was full of pressure. "It seems everyone is here. Today, I officially announce that Chester will be expelled from the Morrisons. From now on, he's no longer my son nor a member of the Morrisons!" Susan stood up in fury, pointing at Mrs. Morrison.

Dead on impact. The Reaper felt bad for me—said I didn't deserve to go out like that. Gave me seven days. One last shot to say goodbye. When I came back, it was already dark. I kept thinking—I wish I had wings. Maybe they were waiting. But under the moonlight, as I got closer, I saw through the dining room window— Alex, sitting between my parents. Brian and Ruby, side by side. Red wine. Fancy food. Everyone dressed like they were starring in a holiday ad.

Nathan reassures me, echoing my earlier thought. “Well, I don't really know what's wrong with me. It has nothing to do with my parents or the fact that they’re so happy to have me that they’re throwing a big party to introduce me to all their friends and their circle. It's just that I can't get rid of this bad feeling, which is crazy, because there’s no reason at all for it. It's just a sense of foreboding ... like something bad is going to happen, that has refused to leave me alone. Maybe when the party is over, I'll feel better."

"Good night." @TarynGrace

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Isaac sounded tired, but he soon perked up once he heard my instructions. "Notify everyone that Shelton Group will be terminating all partnerships and business deals with Moore Corporation, effective immediately." "Understood, Mr. Shelton." After ending the call, I noticed that the screen of Vanessa's phone, which she'd seemed to have left on the couch after feeling exhausted, was still lit up. She had several tabs open on her browser, and they all featured travel destinations. Had she been checking out our honeymoon options? My heart softened a little. Did she prefer an island vacation, or perhaps strolling among some quaint historical towns?

"Kyson, you believe me, right?" For the first time, Kyson frowned and didn't answer. The yard fell into a strange silence. "Mom, it hurts…" Darryl's weak voice snapped me back to myself. I quickly gathered him into my arms and headed out. "Gisselle, wait. I'll take you—" "Kyson!" Jodie raised her voice, stopping him in his tracks. Feeling the movement behind me, I walked away without hesitation. Three days left before our departure. I couldn't wait any longer.

“Cut the bullshit. We both know you’re not capable of falling in love. That’s like asking you to climb Everest without oxygen.” Before I can respond, a bright pink G-Wagon rolls up the driveway and stops right in front of us. The door swings open. Summer steps out in a tiny leather skirt and a leopard-print top that barely contains her tits. Her long blonde hair flows down her back as she pulls off her sunglasses. “Babeee!” She squeals, rushing straight at me. She leaps into my arms, wrapping herself around me like a damn vine. “I’ve missed you soooo much!”

The impending separation of them tugged their hearts. As the sun began to go down, painting the skies in the shade of gold, D'Andre found themselves sitting by the water's edge, letting their friends drink the last bottles of their beers. D'Andre's fingers intertwined with Maiari's, watching the waves whisper their secret to the very end of the shore. “It's been an incredible summer,” D'Andre said, there's a glowing gratitude but sadness is more evident. Maiari smiled, reflections of the hues of the sunset in her eyes. “Yes, it has. But you know, even though the summer is ending, the memories we've made will stay with us forever.”