Novel & Cerita Just For The Summer Read Online

✧FAITH ZEICAN LEE✧ I’ve been restless for a while now, constantly glancing at my phone. I’m waiting for Summer to message me and let me know if she has succeeded in borrowing Poppy from her parents. She didn’t want any of us—Love, Hope, or myself—to go with her, thinking it might make it even harder for Poppy to be allowed out. She always jokes with Hope, calling him the ultimate jinx. And since Aunt Baby is out of the country, Summer’s doing this on her own. Aunt Baby and Chloe left for Singapore just the other day.

You seriously think that's something normal people should be reading? Summer shrieked, "What do you know? This is prenatal education! And look at you, driving that junky old second-hand Santana! You think you even qualify to give me a ride?" With that, she slammed the door open and exaggeratedly fanned the air with one hand. She scrolled through her phone with the other, rolled her eyes, and strutted out. Not long after, her eyes suddenly widened as she shouted across the office, "Who's Sophia Taylor?!"

It was Summer lying down on the floor with red liquid flowing on his neck! "Oh ... No!" Stella cried out with shock. There was a long message for this one. 'Mommy. Please help Summer. Come to rescue your baby, mommy. Next time, it will be Summer's dead body. The really dead body, mommy. Come back to Summer in two days. Otherwise, Summer will become a rotten wrecked dog. Come soon, mommy. Summer is missing you! Stella read the text over and over again. Her eyes were burning hot with anger. The picture of Summer lying in blood like!

he whispered. I swallowed hard, tore the edge carefully, and unfolded the slightly wrinkled paper. --- To my dearest Summer, If you are reading this, it means I am no longer beside you. Please don’t cry, my love. I have lived long enough to see the light you bring into every corner of my world. That’s more than enough for a mother like me. There is something I never told you, not because I wanted to lie, but because I wanted you to live freely, away from the shadows I once knew.

“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!”

What do normal people do when they come to Crete for a summer vacation? They probably post photos on I*******m with captions like "Sun, sea, sand #blessed," sip ouzo in the evenings, smash plates, and just soak up that effortless island vibe. And what am I doing? I’m covering my ears with my hands, counting prime numbers backward in my head, and trying not to lose my absolute mind. I am in a literal marathon to stay sane.

"I can be Spider-Man and Batman? Best day ever!" He turned and bolted up the stairs two at a time, already lost in his own joy, completely unaware of the storm gathering beneath our roof. Alone in the hallway, my fingers drifted to the pendant resting against my collarbone, the one I had worn every single day for ten years. I didn't need to look at it to know the words engraved across its surface. 'Next summer, find me if you can.' I had written that promise for me and Miguel, believing it was the beginning of a love story.

The third of July bonfire has been a tradition since childhood. Summer glanced up from the wicker chair she was curled in, looking past me instead of at me. The mention of Jenny's name should have pulled some reaction from her, but no. Nothing. Summer liked Jenny, always had. Well, maybe more like tolerated her. Jenny was a local woman I hooked up with once a year while we were on vacation. Nothing serious, friendly even. Of course, I didn't plan on sleeping with her this trip, not after everything with Summer, but Jenny had hung around our circle since we were teens and to leave her out felt unnecessary.

She shows me a piece of yellow bikini that's extremely eye-catching. "I'm sure you're going to rock in it," I answer with a smile. "Miami chicks, better watch out for your men," she screams her usual lines, forcing a smile out of me, before breaking into a heavy sigh. "Even if I can't have Liam, this has been the best summer ever." Can we not talk about Liam?

“Are you interested in some props for the Last Day of Summer Fest? We offer free juice and photos on the side.” “When is the day?" “Pardon?” Valentina looked over at her like she was staring at a grade two child. “When is the fest?” Colleen had no idea so she looked to Tobias for help and thankfully, he answered. “21st of this month. A few superstars like Johnny Crane, and Naomi Statham will be in attendance. I would recommend you get a summer hat for the occasion but unfortunately, we’re sold out. So, how about a tee shirt?”