The Summers We Had
Chapter 3
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"No." He said, not exactly looking at me.
"That's good."
When we got to my "home", I didn't get out of the car. I just stared at the house. It was huge, with a pool, a wraparound porch, and a stretch of beach.
"Do you remember this house?" Jeremiah asked quietly, looking hopeful.
"Um, is it...my house?"
Jeremiah sighed and got out of the car. He opened my car door for me too. I thanked him and went inside. When I opened the door, all of the lights were off. I tried looking for a light switch.
"WELCOME HOME!" A group of people shouted. The lights turned on. I looked around. There was confetti everywhere, and there was a giant banner that read, "Welcome Back!'
When everyone left, a woman, my mother, stayed.
"Hey, Belly."
"Hi. I thought you weren't going to visit me until tomorrow."
"That was just a trick for the surprise party. But your father can't make it at all. He's on a business trip in Taiwan."
I nodded. We talked for a bit until she asked, "Do you want to come home with me? Or stay here?"
"I thought this was my house. I have another one?"
"Never mind. Goodnight." She pursed her lips and hugged me. Then she was gone.
I woke up alone. In a small, cozy looking room. It smelled like cinnamon. I got out of the bed and looked around. There were ray of sunlight coming in from the window, casting the room yellow and pink.
"What's this?" I said quietly to myself as I opened a small purple box. When I opened the lid, a ballerina started to twirl around to the theme of Romeo and Juliet. It was so pretty. I kept admiring it until I heard the door being knocked. I opened it.
"Good morning." I said to Conrad, who was holding a tray of food.
"Good morning." He said. "I brought you breakfast."
"Thanks. Is that it?" I asked him, taking the tray.
"No, actually. Do you want to go to the boardwalk with me tonight?"
"Okay, sure." I smiled at him, and then closed the door.
I went downstairs with my empty tray and put it in the sink.
"Good morning." Jeremiah said, kissing my forehead and sitting down on the couch. I frowned.
"Good morning..." I mumbled.
"How'd you sleep?"
"Very well, thanks."
"That's good." He said, coming back to the kitchen and biting into an apple. "Do you have anything in particular that you want to do today?"
"No thanks, I'm good. But I'm going to the boardwalk with Conrad tonight."
He swallowed and put the apple down. "You are?"
"Yeah. I'm going to go swim in the pool, if you don't mind." I said while making my way up the stairs. Jeremiah just nodded and went back to the couch. I ran to the room I woke up in, probably my room, and went into the closet. I rummaged around and finally found a white one-piece. I put it on, ran out the glass door, and jumped into the pool.
