The Summer That Changed Everything Novels & Stories

Absolutely wonderful. I guess I'll trek home. With this realisation, my tear duct was set free. I cried for everything that has happened to me this summer as I walked home.

“Get ready your summer is about to get lit.” I laughed softly, shaking my head. “We’ll see about that.” As I stepped out of the Black mansion, the warm evening breeze brushed against my skin. A strange flutter danced in my stomach. Maybe it was nerves. Maybe it was excitement. Whatever it was, I had a feeling this summer was about to change everything.

After the engagement party, life seemed to return to normal, or at least, that was what it looked like. However, Greg clung to me like a shadow I couldn’t shake. That day after work, the moment I stepped out of the office, I saw him charging toward me like a man possessed, clutching a wooden carving. It was the same wooden carving I had spent months painstakingly carving, one stroke at a time, as a gift for him, representing my love. Now, his face was unshaven, his eyes wild and exhausted, and he shouted, “Zoe, I know I was wrong! Syd lied to me! Can we start over?”

Patrick replied. After dinner they took a walk on the beach. The sky was dark, there were very few stars in the sky and no moon. Summer broke down and cried in her father's arms and he comforted her. "Let it all out." Patrick patted her hair." Tomorrow you will be a new person, leaving all your heart ache behind. Bobby Styles will wish he had never betrayed you." Summer sniffled and wiped her tears. A smile spread across her lips. Her father was right. She was going to re invent herself and come back better than ever.

Before I turned fifteen, I lived like a weed. Cold, damp, barely surviving. Then I met Ethan Hayes and Summer Reed. The first home-cooked meal anyone ever made for me was made by Summer. The first dress I ever owned was bought by Summer. The first birthday anyone ever celebrated for me was something Summer planned down to the smallest detail. She would carefully put ointment on the chilblains covering my hands. And she would tell everyone, over and over, that I was her best friend. As for Ethan... He was the one who pulled me away from a group of laughing street punks. He was the one who kicked open a door and rushed me to the hospital when my fever reached 104 degrees. He was the

After Summer had left for England, She arrived the university and was assisted to her dorm room. She shared a room with a New Yorker named Octavia. They were in the same faculty and in turn became friends. Leo, William, Drake and Stephanie also left for college. During the Holidays they would all return home. Summer didn’t associate with them much because she was beyond busy, any little opportunity she gets she put it into her business. The only time she was spotted was on Sandra’s wedding day and the naming ceremony for Sandra’s baby.

At the party, Beatrice Sherbird’s close friends surrounded me. “I heard you’ve had a crush on Beatrice since you were a kid. You even insisted on being her husband when you played house. So, do you still have feelings for her now?” Everyone turned to look at me. I looked toward the woman in the corner who was casually pouring a drink and said, “I was young and clueless back then. I probably caused Beatrice a lot of headaches. “Honestly, those feelings faded a long time ago. Besides, I’m actually getting married soon.” I heard the sound of glass breaking. Beatrice stared at her high heels stained with spilled wine. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she remained dazed for a

Joshua really knew how to use his identity and switch back and forth effortlessly. Shawn bent down and sat on the sofa, glancing at Summer. "Are you here to visit Gale or to deliberately avoid Joe?" "Both. Is that not okay?" Summer replied. "I didn't say it wasn't." Summer put her cup down, feeling very annoyed. "Think about it, in the past, when I wanted to see Gale, I'd just grab some beer and go to her place and chat all night. But now, it's different; she's married with a husband and children, focusing on the family, I've become an outsider, unimportant. I came to escape my troubles, but I didn't expect it to be so miserable. Sigh, I, I should just leave..."

I just held my phone and stood there, typing and deleting what I didn't know. It was showing from her end that I had seen the message. But I am here typing and deleting. “Are you not going to say anything?” she sent another text. “Girl, I’m fine, everything is fine, just had a mood switch.” “Mood switch? Did anything happen? Or was it because of the sex?” “No, no, it has nothing to do with you.” “Wait... don’t tell me you fucked the new guy,” she texted. “No, I didn’t.”

They quickly dragged her out. "Beckett, how can you be so cruel to me? We were together for seven years! I'm begging you, give me one last chance! I can't live without you. I can't lose you. Please..." Her voice faded into the distance. She struggled so hard that one of her shoes fell off, just as pathetic as when her family threw me out the door. The little disruption was quickly forgotten. In front of everyone, I solemnly declared, "I vow to spend the rest of my life with Summer Reed, to never leave her, and to love her forever."