The Summer Sky Novels & Stories

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Lashe asked. “Because they help each other shine, none of them actually shines than the other” Ibukun replied and Lashe smiled. At first, he really didn’t understand but he understood better now. A lot of people had helped him shine, his fans, his grandma, Uncle Sam, everyone around him and most important Ibukun. “There’s why you’ll never hear a star in the night sky” Ibukun added as she sighed and continued talking. “They always say STARS IN THE NIGHT SKY” THE END.

Not the glare of a red harmattan sun in the afternoon. Not the unforgiving heat just before the rains. I want that early morning sunshine in the rainy season, that bright gold touch to the heavens that reaches past your clothes to kiss your skin, gently like an old lover. I love that summer sun. It reminds me of you— Amanda.

I took off for the wild yonder, gazing up at the Milky Way sprawled across the night sky. It was my son's dream. He was a stargazer, an astronomy buff since he was knee-high. On his birthday, he saw his first meteor shower in the wild. Tragically, that same night became his last. I was determined to make his dream come true. The divorce papers, signed by Elias, landed in my mailbox. Maybe it was guilt, but he rewrote the terms, leaving me with a lion's share of our assets. I took it all without batting an eye.

— ✦ — On the last evening of the sixth month, when the summer had fully settled over the mountain and the air was warm and the day's work was done, they ate dinner together on the flat stone outside the study. All four of them. Yijun and Lihua and Ruoxuan and Yanmei and Nothing the fox, who had taken a while to accept Yanmei but had arrived, over the course of a month, at a position of cautious tolerance that was as close as he came to approval. The mountain was below them in the long evening light. The bridges of the main peaks were visible, lit by the sect's evening formation lamps. Somewhere in the distance, someone was playing a stringed instrument, the sound drifting up soft and unhurri

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.

After giving everyone a hug and a kiss, Jessie grabbed Jacob's hand and tugged him upstairs with her, but not before flinging an arm around Aiden with an exaggerated wink before cooing out "Beach day tomorrow! All four of us!" Aiden couldn't help but laugh and nodded in agreement. "Yes. Not sure how much swimming Dr. Mitch will let me do, but it's a date." Mitch cleared his throat with a raised brow before Aiden glanced at her watch. "Speaking of! We've got some evil exes to toast to down at Red Sky.” And with that, ignoring the surprised look on Paul’s face, she’d kissed them both goodbye and thanked them for dinner as they headed out.

She's already there, handling his skates. "He is Coach Schmidt. He coaches junior skaters in summer" Everly whispered. "I was informed of a Summer Camp and summer, I don't know how it'll work for you, but you might be included." "A Summer Camp?" "Hm. I heard he rarely takes a foreign skater. If he does, then maybe they are exceptional," she added. "Go and stretch on the side, try to relax your muscles more." It is not a competition nor a local ice show, but the thought of a professional criticizing his every move sounds challenging. He had experienced harsh critiques in ballet, from his novice days till he could perform and hold a role in theater.

She informs Nicholas she’ll be back by sundown and continues running towards the opposite side of the garden, to the library. Instead of tending to Jean, here she was at an abandoned building, with bookshelves leaning like a fallen domino, and wallpapers burnt and one side of the library still burning. The ceiling had holes in it, and through it, Cerise can see how red the sky really was. It was as if the earth was covered with blood. Red moon. She had once recognized. She learned about it in one of her courses, proving to be more useful than she thought. “A red sky comes with a red moon, and a red moon indicates a transfer of power”

THE SKY LOOKED SOMETHING LIKE the early hours of dawn—not bright, not dark. Red clouds gathered in clusters over the horizon to the left, and a grey outline of the sun and moon hung up high in the sky side by side with a soft sliver glow. Everywhere as far as my eyes could see looked the same, bare and plain under the soft shadow of light, and the ground where we stood was as dark as night and soft, giving off a feeling of standing afloat on air.