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college student.
Chapter 3 uses "Caught in the sun" by Course of Nature
Chapter 3 - Caught in the sun
"Get off the phone and pay attention to where you're driving!" Ephram's patience with Todd was wearing thin. "I only made you drive half way, that's not much, mind you . . . yet the entire time you've been on the phone!"
"Excuse me a minute, Sammie," he said calmly and then blocked the phone and began speaking to Ephram. "Oh I'm sorry," he said sarcastically, his voice raising from high to low, "I didn't know that a guy like you, who probably makes Beethoven sound better than when BEETHOVEN played it wasn't capable of watching road signs for exits!"
"Here's the thing, Todd," and when he said this, it sounded much like when he was a teenager living in Everwood, his intonations as clear as ever, "I've been driving for 10 hours. 10. You've been driving for what . . . 3? I'm tired. I'm crabby, and I JUST want to get to Denver and hold the woman I love again . . ." he paused, "so if you could just PLEASE work with me . . ." he pleaded.
Todd sighed and closed his eyes, "I'm sorry Sammie, I have to go. We're almost there and we're really tired. I'll call you tomorrow. Love you," he said hanging up. "You're right man," he said to Ephram, "She just makes me feel so happy, it's like I could talk to her for hours, you know?"
"Yeah, I do know," he said trying to catch a catnap, "That's why I'm in such a hurry to get there," there was about a ten minute period of silence.
"You think going right to Denver is the right thing to do?" Todd asked, but Ephram was already half asleep. Once he saw there was no chance of Ephram waking up, he mumbled, "I may have been on the phone for 3 hours but you let us run out of gas,"
" . . . Todd?" Ephram said, obviously still awake, "Don't start with me," he barely finished before they broke out into laughter.
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"You're my distanced destination of choice
I'd give anything just to hear your voice
I couldn't pass you on the street
Without saying a word
Most times I missed the voice
That goes unheard
What if I missed you
You got caught in the sun
What if I did something
Never to be enough"
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"This is it," Amy said as they pulled in front of her house, "This is my house," she smiled, but her voice shook with nervousness.
"It's beautiful," Belle gasped.
"It IS very beautiful, honey," Emma said looking at the woman who had become like family to her in four short years. "I think you've made the right decision,"
"I won't know until I'm actually inside, I think," Amy scrunched up her nose. "The best part is, the only ones home will be Dad and Bright. I've seen them a bunch of times so I have nothing to worry about. They don't know I'm coming home though, it's a surprise,"
"Well come here," Emma said with tears in her eyes, hugging Amy, "I'm gonna miss you,"
"I'll miss you too . . ." Amy's attachment to them seem stronger now that she was leaving than it had ever before, "I don't want to cry . . ." she laughed nervously.
"I'm sorry, dear, of course," she said pulling away so Belle could hug Amy.
"You guys can come in for awhile you know," Amy said, "Just give me a few minutes to say hello to them,"
"No, you should be with your family. We'll just help you with your boxes to the house." Emma said, her lip quivering in sadness. She tried to conceal her tears but it was no use. Amy turned and began making her way up the sidewalk . . . it felt so weird to be back. She stopped and turned,
"I love you guys," Amy said smiling. She hadn't ever told them this, in all her four years. They'd told her plenty of times, but she never responded.
"And we love you!" Belle said waving. Amy smiled and turned, stepping lightly to her front door. She still had a key; she'd kept it just in case. She wriggled it out of her pocket and inserted into the keyhole, trying to be quiet so she could surprise them. Amy was the one who got the surprise. The key didn't fit correctly in the door!
"They changed the locks?!" she asked confused, "Maybe I just have the wrong key," she said looking through them again.
"Oh for heaven's sakes, what is all this commotion?" Harold Abbott said opening the door but not facing it. Once he turned his eyes lit up - his little girl . . .
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"People everywhere how could I be sure
Is it you that I have been looking for
What would it take for me to be comfortable
With you, with me you're the chosen one
What if I missed you
You got caught in the sun
What if I did something
Never to be enough"
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"Hi, Daddy . . ." she said smiling, but with worry in her eyes.
"Amy, oh thank god . . ." he said hugging her, "Come inside!" he opened the door more so she could come in. "BRIGHT, COME DOWN HERE!" He still lived at home in the summer too, he said he didn't want his dad to be lonely. That, and he couldn't afford the apartments in New York either.
"What's so important . . . I . . ." he stopped when he saw his sister. "Amy . . ." he smiled, "You're home," he went to give her a hug. She'd seen him not that long ago, but being home was different, "Are you here to stay?"
"Only for the summer. I got accepted into Juilliard . . . I start in fall," she was beaming, "Dad, I know that this is probably a disappointment to you because I was in pre-med before . . ."
"Are you kidding me?" He asked smiling, "Amy, I've never been more proud of you. You made it into Juilliard, you're home, you look so happy and so healthy . . ."
Amy's eyes squinted to see the figure in the distance clearly. "Delia . . ." she breathed, "Is that . . .?" She really DID look like Belle . . .
"Amy?" She asked happily, "Oh my god," she ran up to her now, "You look so . . . different,"
"Older?" Amy asked laughing, and Delia nodded. "You look older too," she smiled, remembering how Delia and she had talked about Bright awhile back. "What are you doing here?"
"Me and Delia here were just making sure I had returned all Ephram's crap . . ." he stopped, realizing they hadn't spoken of Ephram in some time, "I borrowed a few of his comics for my art class . . ."
Amy became noticeably uncomfortable and her gaze turned toward the house. It looked the same, but several pieces of the familiar furniture she knew were replaced. "Did . . . did Mom take my favorite chair?" she asked slowly, walking over to where it used to be. In it's place stood a blue lazy-boy chair. It looked comfortable, but it wasn't the same.
"Yes, your mother picked the things she liked the most," he said sadly. It had been two years since the divorce.
"And she took my chair . . . did she do it to spite me?" she asked, looking up into Bright's eyes.
"No," her brother said seriously, "when she took it, she said she wanted it because it was the last piece of you she felt she really understood, and she loved it,"
"I doubt that," Amy said, the resentment blazing.
"She's gone," Bright said, "Things are different,"
"I should've been here for you and Dad," she spoke with reason and regret.
"You did what you had to do, Amy," Harold said, "And now you're home,"
They spent the next few hours bringing her boxes in and catching up. Her room - untouched - every single picture left where it was when SHE left. Every memory, every face, . . . and then her eyes fell to the dried rose that sat in the vase atop her dresser. The dust had settled on it, but not corroded it. Amy saw it as a sign, she only hoped the love of the man that gave her the rose hadn't corroded.
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"You are there for me
this I hope and pray
You will wait for me, I wont be to late
What if I missed you
You got caught in the sun
What if I did something
Never to be enough"
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"Turn, NOW!" Ephram pointed, "its that one! Bright said it was red brick . . ." his heart sped up as he dreamed of what he would say when he laid eyes on her again. "Go, come, hurry up,"
"Ephram, it's in sight. I'm not speeding to get there. I don't want a ticket when we've come so close,"
"God, dude. Think with your heart for a second," he said, a smile spreading across his lips - a smile that only showed when he was about to see Amy. Todd hadn't ever seen his friend look so excited. He'd barely parked the car when Ephram flew out of the door and up to the door. He sighed and took a deep breath. He felt good, he felt confident . . . oh god . . . he felt like he was gonna throw up. He held his stomach and turned to vomit over the porch's ledge. Todd laughed uncontrollably but knew if he got out to help Ephram would only yell at him and insist that he was fine.
At that very moment Belle had been looking out the front window. With utter confusion, she opened the door just as Ephram was going for his second round . . .
"Excuse me," Belle started, she couldn't see the man's face.
"Oh, God . . ." Ephram said, wiping off his mouth, "I'm sorry . . . I'm looking for Amy Abbott," he brought his head up so she could see him. She instantly knew who it was from the pictures. An instant smile extended from one ear to the other.
"Well hello, Ephram Brown," she couldn't believe the guy she'd heard stories about for four years was standing on her front porch . . . puking. . .
"Do I know you?" he asked popping gum into his mouth and flattening his hair.
"No, but I do know Amy," she wouldn't dare tell him about all the things Amy had told her.
"I'm sorry, I'm just really confused," Ephram said furrowing his brow.
"I'm Belle Clarkson," she said extending her hand to shake his.
"Nice to meet you . . ." he started and then Emma appeared in the doorway, gasping.
"Ephram?" she asked looking closely, "oh honey you look . . . you look really pale," she said as he leaned against the railing on the porch, "come inside and get some water,"
"Its okay really, I'm just looking for Amy Abbott . . ." he explained.
"Amy's back home, in Everwood," Belle said smiling, she blushed as Ephram's brilliant green eyes moved to her.
"You've missed her by 4 hours," Emma explained, "Would you like to have dinner with us . . . I feel like we know you . . ."
"No," Ephram smiled. Was it true? Had Amy finally gone home? "Thank you so much, but I really need to just find her again . . ."
"Tell Amy hi for us," Belle said as he walked outside. When Belle closed the door, she immediately turned to her mother and smiled,
"Now I see why Amy waited so long . . . he's gorgeous!" Emma laughed.
Ephram ran back to the car and got in. "Done puking?" Todd asked laughing.
"She's not here, she's in Everwood . . . move, I'm driving!"
"Are you gonna make it two hours without passing out?" Todd asked seriously.
Ephram rolled his eyes, "it's called rolling down a window," and he did this as he spoke, "Two hours is nothing," he smiled and started the engine.
Todd pulled out his phone, "Samantha? Hi! Sorry . . . I just thought I'd say goodnight. No we aren't back in Everwood yet. What? Yeah, I know it's 9 and we were supposed to be there at 7. We had a few minor setbacks . . ."
Ephram didn't even care that Todd talked to Samantha the whole way home. In a few short hours he'd be able to talk to Amy again . . . kiss Amy again . . .
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"Will you wait for me
Or will I be to late this time
You are there for me
this I hope and pray"
Chapter 3 uses "Caught in the sun" by Course of Nature
Chapter 3 - Caught in the sun
"Get off the phone and pay attention to where you're driving!" Ephram's patience with Todd was wearing thin. "I only made you drive half way, that's not much, mind you . . . yet the entire time you've been on the phone!"
"Excuse me a minute, Sammie," he said calmly and then blocked the phone and began speaking to Ephram. "Oh I'm sorry," he said sarcastically, his voice raising from high to low, "I didn't know that a guy like you, who probably makes Beethoven sound better than when BEETHOVEN played it wasn't capable of watching road signs for exits!"
"Here's the thing, Todd," and when he said this, it sounded much like when he was a teenager living in Everwood, his intonations as clear as ever, "I've been driving for 10 hours. 10. You've been driving for what . . . 3? I'm tired. I'm crabby, and I JUST want to get to Denver and hold the woman I love again . . ." he paused, "so if you could just PLEASE work with me . . ." he pleaded.
Todd sighed and closed his eyes, "I'm sorry Sammie, I have to go. We're almost there and we're really tired. I'll call you tomorrow. Love you," he said hanging up. "You're right man," he said to Ephram, "She just makes me feel so happy, it's like I could talk to her for hours, you know?"
"Yeah, I do know," he said trying to catch a catnap, "That's why I'm in such a hurry to get there," there was about a ten minute period of silence.
"You think going right to Denver is the right thing to do?" Todd asked, but Ephram was already half asleep. Once he saw there was no chance of Ephram waking up, he mumbled, "I may have been on the phone for 3 hours but you let us run out of gas,"
" . . . Todd?" Ephram said, obviously still awake, "Don't start with me," he barely finished before they broke out into laughter.
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"You're my distanced destination of choice
I'd give anything just to hear your voice
I couldn't pass you on the street
Without saying a word
Most times I missed the voice
That goes unheard
What if I missed you
You got caught in the sun
What if I did something
Never to be enough"
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"This is it," Amy said as they pulled in front of her house, "This is my house," she smiled, but her voice shook with nervousness.
"It's beautiful," Belle gasped.
"It IS very beautiful, honey," Emma said looking at the woman who had become like family to her in four short years. "I think you've made the right decision,"
"I won't know until I'm actually inside, I think," Amy scrunched up her nose. "The best part is, the only ones home will be Dad and Bright. I've seen them a bunch of times so I have nothing to worry about. They don't know I'm coming home though, it's a surprise,"
"Well come here," Emma said with tears in her eyes, hugging Amy, "I'm gonna miss you,"
"I'll miss you too . . ." Amy's attachment to them seem stronger now that she was leaving than it had ever before, "I don't want to cry . . ." she laughed nervously.
"I'm sorry, dear, of course," she said pulling away so Belle could hug Amy.
"You guys can come in for awhile you know," Amy said, "Just give me a few minutes to say hello to them,"
"No, you should be with your family. We'll just help you with your boxes to the house." Emma said, her lip quivering in sadness. She tried to conceal her tears but it was no use. Amy turned and began making her way up the sidewalk . . . it felt so weird to be back. She stopped and turned,
"I love you guys," Amy said smiling. She hadn't ever told them this, in all her four years. They'd told her plenty of times, but she never responded.
"And we love you!" Belle said waving. Amy smiled and turned, stepping lightly to her front door. She still had a key; she'd kept it just in case. She wriggled it out of her pocket and inserted into the keyhole, trying to be quiet so she could surprise them. Amy was the one who got the surprise. The key didn't fit correctly in the door!
"They changed the locks?!" she asked confused, "Maybe I just have the wrong key," she said looking through them again.
"Oh for heaven's sakes, what is all this commotion?" Harold Abbott said opening the door but not facing it. Once he turned his eyes lit up - his little girl . . .
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"People everywhere how could I be sure
Is it you that I have been looking for
What would it take for me to be comfortable
With you, with me you're the chosen one
What if I missed you
You got caught in the sun
What if I did something
Never to be enough"
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"Hi, Daddy . . ." she said smiling, but with worry in her eyes.
"Amy, oh thank god . . ." he said hugging her, "Come inside!" he opened the door more so she could come in. "BRIGHT, COME DOWN HERE!" He still lived at home in the summer too, he said he didn't want his dad to be lonely. That, and he couldn't afford the apartments in New York either.
"What's so important . . . I . . ." he stopped when he saw his sister. "Amy . . ." he smiled, "You're home," he went to give her a hug. She'd seen him not that long ago, but being home was different, "Are you here to stay?"
"Only for the summer. I got accepted into Juilliard . . . I start in fall," she was beaming, "Dad, I know that this is probably a disappointment to you because I was in pre-med before . . ."
"Are you kidding me?" He asked smiling, "Amy, I've never been more proud of you. You made it into Juilliard, you're home, you look so happy and so healthy . . ."
Amy's eyes squinted to see the figure in the distance clearly. "Delia . . ." she breathed, "Is that . . .?" She really DID look like Belle . . .
"Amy?" She asked happily, "Oh my god," she ran up to her now, "You look so . . . different,"
"Older?" Amy asked laughing, and Delia nodded. "You look older too," she smiled, remembering how Delia and she had talked about Bright awhile back. "What are you doing here?"
"Me and Delia here were just making sure I had returned all Ephram's crap . . ." he stopped, realizing they hadn't spoken of Ephram in some time, "I borrowed a few of his comics for my art class . . ."
Amy became noticeably uncomfortable and her gaze turned toward the house. It looked the same, but several pieces of the familiar furniture she knew were replaced. "Did . . . did Mom take my favorite chair?" she asked slowly, walking over to where it used to be. In it's place stood a blue lazy-boy chair. It looked comfortable, but it wasn't the same.
"Yes, your mother picked the things she liked the most," he said sadly. It had been two years since the divorce.
"And she took my chair . . . did she do it to spite me?" she asked, looking up into Bright's eyes.
"No," her brother said seriously, "when she took it, she said she wanted it because it was the last piece of you she felt she really understood, and she loved it,"
"I doubt that," Amy said, the resentment blazing.
"She's gone," Bright said, "Things are different,"
"I should've been here for you and Dad," she spoke with reason and regret.
"You did what you had to do, Amy," Harold said, "And now you're home,"
They spent the next few hours bringing her boxes in and catching up. Her room - untouched - every single picture left where it was when SHE left. Every memory, every face, . . . and then her eyes fell to the dried rose that sat in the vase atop her dresser. The dust had settled on it, but not corroded it. Amy saw it as a sign, she only hoped the love of the man that gave her the rose hadn't corroded.
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"You are there for me
this I hope and pray
You will wait for me, I wont be to late
What if I missed you
You got caught in the sun
What if I did something
Never to be enough"
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"Turn, NOW!" Ephram pointed, "its that one! Bright said it was red brick . . ." his heart sped up as he dreamed of what he would say when he laid eyes on her again. "Go, come, hurry up,"
"Ephram, it's in sight. I'm not speeding to get there. I don't want a ticket when we've come so close,"
"God, dude. Think with your heart for a second," he said, a smile spreading across his lips - a smile that only showed when he was about to see Amy. Todd hadn't ever seen his friend look so excited. He'd barely parked the car when Ephram flew out of the door and up to the door. He sighed and took a deep breath. He felt good, he felt confident . . . oh god . . . he felt like he was gonna throw up. He held his stomach and turned to vomit over the porch's ledge. Todd laughed uncontrollably but knew if he got out to help Ephram would only yell at him and insist that he was fine.
At that very moment Belle had been looking out the front window. With utter confusion, she opened the door just as Ephram was going for his second round . . .
"Excuse me," Belle started, she couldn't see the man's face.
"Oh, God . . ." Ephram said, wiping off his mouth, "I'm sorry . . . I'm looking for Amy Abbott," he brought his head up so she could see him. She instantly knew who it was from the pictures. An instant smile extended from one ear to the other.
"Well hello, Ephram Brown," she couldn't believe the guy she'd heard stories about for four years was standing on her front porch . . . puking. . .
"Do I know you?" he asked popping gum into his mouth and flattening his hair.
"No, but I do know Amy," she wouldn't dare tell him about all the things Amy had told her.
"I'm sorry, I'm just really confused," Ephram said furrowing his brow.
"I'm Belle Clarkson," she said extending her hand to shake his.
"Nice to meet you . . ." he started and then Emma appeared in the doorway, gasping.
"Ephram?" she asked looking closely, "oh honey you look . . . you look really pale," she said as he leaned against the railing on the porch, "come inside and get some water,"
"Its okay really, I'm just looking for Amy Abbott . . ." he explained.
"Amy's back home, in Everwood," Belle said smiling, she blushed as Ephram's brilliant green eyes moved to her.
"You've missed her by 4 hours," Emma explained, "Would you like to have dinner with us . . . I feel like we know you . . ."
"No," Ephram smiled. Was it true? Had Amy finally gone home? "Thank you so much, but I really need to just find her again . . ."
"Tell Amy hi for us," Belle said as he walked outside. When Belle closed the door, she immediately turned to her mother and smiled,
"Now I see why Amy waited so long . . . he's gorgeous!" Emma laughed.
Ephram ran back to the car and got in. "Done puking?" Todd asked laughing.
"She's not here, she's in Everwood . . . move, I'm driving!"
"Are you gonna make it two hours without passing out?" Todd asked seriously.
Ephram rolled his eyes, "it's called rolling down a window," and he did this as he spoke, "Two hours is nothing," he smiled and started the engine.
Todd pulled out his phone, "Samantha? Hi! Sorry . . . I just thought I'd say goodnight. No we aren't back in Everwood yet. What? Yeah, I know it's 9 and we were supposed to be there at 7. We had a few minor setbacks . . ."
Ephram didn't even care that Todd talked to Samantha the whole way home. In a few short hours he'd be able to talk to Amy again . . . kiss Amy again . . .
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"Will you wait for me
Or will I be to late this time
You are there for me
this I hope and pray"