Goodbye Summer 2019 Novels & Stories

I had fought cancer for eight years. I had waited for Liam for eight years. My greatest wish had only been to see him one more time. Now I had. That was enough. Goodbye, Liam. I love you.

Suddenly my phone rings, it's Summer. "Summer why?" I asked "Hmm Olivia I'm sorry, suddenly I got a call from school that my teams need me, so I have to get back on wednesday not saturday." She said "It's okay Summer, it's fine" I told her "You're not mad?" "Of course it's fine" After that she said bye and she hang up. I looked at James and sighed. "I will go to UK on Wednesday, it means my last day at school will be on Tuesday" I told him

Kyla got confused but she said bye none the less. Once i reach home i see both Dalon and Ginger waiting for me by the door. Ginger jumped and hugged me. “That was so awesome. Doing this stuff is fun in real life too like the games!” she says smiling. “yeah, you got the fun part, i got the boring part in this video game”i say lamely. “Aw cheer up Summer, the important thing is we got that thing deleted before my mom saw it. I’m safe so i declare this mission successful.”

I nodded and said calmly, “Go ahead. The family's matters are more important.” He paused, as though wanting to explain. “Zoe, I…” “It's fine, you go ahead.” I smiled at him. “I'll wait for you at the hot-air balloon park. You promised you'd watch the sunrise with me.” After I arrived at the hot-air balloon park by myself, I turned on my phone and saw that Summer had updated her social media feed. She sat on a hospital bench, looking weak and frail. The caption read, [Today was scary, but thank goodness the baby is alright! I'm so grateful that someone was willing to abandon everything to stay by my side.]

The next day, the trio caught a flight to Merrington. They spent the whole day checking out the place and only thought about dinner in the evening. While they were chowing down, Hugo got a message from his manager. "Hugo, bad news. Summertime Sadness is kicking off in two days, so you need to haul back home pronto and forget about your vacation plans." Hugo was thrown off by that message. He rubbed his eyes to ensure he wasn't mistaken. "Alan, you're not kidding, right? Wasn't Summertime Sadness supposed to kick off after New Year?"

Dragging her suitcase behind her, she hailed a taxi to the airport, where she met up with the junior assistant assigned to this company trip. Goodbye. Goodbye forever.

The Cooper mansion glowed that evening — lights glimmering across the long driveway, the soft hum of music drifting from the main hall, and laughter echoing from every corner. It was Adaobi’s birthday, and Amara had made sure everything looked perfect. Guests had begun to arrive, their voices rising above the rhythm of the music. Adaobi, bright and graceful, was surrounded by her friends, their laughter blending into the cheerful chaos of celebration. But outside, away from the laughter, Amara stood by the garden rail, her phone pressed to her ear again. The call went straight to voicemail.

That was when my phone buzzed with an email. I opened it to find a photo of the endless ocean, its blues merging with the sky. There it was, Wynnie's goodbye note. [Kelvin, if you're reading this, I'm probably gone. I've often pondered the cruel jokes of fate. You gave me your whole heart, but I was blind to my own. Now that I've hurt you enough to drive you away, I realize I can't bear a life without you. You might laugh at my words now.

Perhaps Jessica and Gerardo had gone out. Yvonne sent me a message. [The doctor said Harry might regain his consciousness today.] I held back my excitement and replied to her. [Okay. I’ll head back after having dinner at David’s house.] David poured me a glass of water. “Jessica has returned to her hometown with Gerardo. It’s been a long time since I prepared a meal. I hope you won’t mind.” “Thank you, Uncle David.” He took a couple of sips of wine. His cheeks were flushed. Then, he gradually raised his voice. “You were a tiny little thing back then, but you’ve grown into a fine young lady now.”

He knew she'd understand, or maybe she wouldn't care who it came from at all. He hit send. The moment it was done, it felt like all his strength had drained out of him. He stood up, walked over to a trash bin, and threw his phone away, along with the SIM card he'd used for years. That chapter of his life ended there. He boarded the plane back home without looking back. … At the temporary media station in Lethor, Eleanor was sorting through newly delivered camera equipment. The donation from Harrison had transformed their setup overnight. Every photographer now had top-of-the-line cameras and lenses, along with advanced satellite transmission gear.