Winter break had just started.
And I had just gotten home.
Summer, who went to a college near home, would be there too.
She was staying with her dad right now, so before I went to see my parents, I stopped at their house.
I rang the doorbell, and the maid let me in.
I ran up the stairs, hoping Summer would be glad to see me too.
I opened the door, and she may have been, if I had given her the choice.
Because right as I opened it I ran back down stairs.
Summer may have been happy to see me.
If she wasn't shoving her tongue down that other guy's throat.