My name is Susannah Simon, Suze to everyone but my mum. I was a happy student at a good collage in England. That was before my mum met Jake. Now my life is ruined. Ok you may think 'how can my life be ruined?' I'd better start from the beginning.
Four years ago when I was 12 my dad died, it had hit me and my mum pretty hard. He was away on business when the car was involved in an accident. My dad was seriously injured, he died a week later. But because he wasn't from England we had the funeral in his home town in New Salem. We stayed with my Grandmother Simon for the week of the funeral.
That week wasn't that bad. Grampes's house was huge and dire need of repair, but the upside was that it was practically on the beach.
The weird thing is, that the whole of Ravenscliff Road showed up for the funeral. Mum cried, and at the end I stayed and said good bye to daddy on my own. Only I wasn't alone, I didn't notice at the time. I said my good byes to daddy, and was about to walk home in heals that were killing me. When he came over to me.
"Hay sorry about your dad, I heard he was a nice guy." said the tall but handsome stranger.
"Thanx he was everyone liked him." I replied blushing.
"Cool, you heading home?"
"I'm going back to my Gran's for a few days before going back home to England."
"Alright cool."
We walked the rest of the way in silence. It happened that the boy wanted a word with my Gran.
"Gran there's… um … someone hear to see you. Sorry you never said your name."
"I'm in the kitchen dear. Show then through."
"Hay Mrs Simon" the boy said as we entered the kitchen.
"Nicolas what can I do for you?"
"It's kinda personal Mrs Simon."
"Hay no need to say anymore, I'm gone." I said "I'm going out as soon as I've changed ok Gran?"
"Ok dear."
I never saw him again. My mum and I left a day later. I think they had a fight. My mum and my Gran I mean. I don't know, and it never crossed my mind to ask.