The Last Summer
Prologue
It was the final time we'd have a summer at the beach house. I didn't know why, I didn't ask. All I knew was that when Jeremiah texted that Saturday afternoon, a week before my summer holidays, it was all I could do not to breakdown. All the text said was, 'Last summer at the house, you can come if you want.' But it wasn't what was written, yes I didn't understand why this was happening but it was the way he wrote it, Jere, my ex-best friend. I thought I'd lost him.
I lost touch with the fisher boys after the marriage scene on the beach two years ago. Jere and I couldn't get married we decided. We may have known each other since we were kids but there was too much left unsaid, that we'd hidden from each other. Conrad, well I don't know what happened to him. My mom and him spoke a few times, but she stopped mentioning his name when she saw how it affected me. Jere's name soon vanished from the house vocabulary too.
Steven had moved out a few months ago, him and his girlfriend of 2 years Lacie, yes, the Lacie from Cabo, were living in New York. I hadn't visited yet but I was planning to in the summer, the summer I had planned before that text. Now everything had changed. I was alone to make the decision about what to do. My mom wouldn't come. Susannah's death had left her empty, she'd clung to Con, Jere, Steven and I but as we all grew up she seemed to think we left her too. I didn't see much of her.
So as I battled with the idea of going down to Cousins once more I thought of all the memories, the smiles, the laughter, and I knew, as bad as things were now. I couldn't leave it all behind and one day, if I didn't go, I'd regret it.
Little did I know what would happen.
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