The Summer Before Forever
The moving truck pulled away first, packed with everything Mike and Sarah owned. Sarah stood frozen in the driveway, staring at the neighborhood she grew up in — the cracked sidewalks, the old oak tree, the porch she spent summers on with Mike. “Planning on standing there forever?” Mike called from his truck. She turned to find him leaning out the window in his Ashford Football hoodie, looking unfairly attractive for seven in the morning. Their parents hovered nearby pretending not to cry. Susan Lawson failed miserably. “You packed everything?” Robert Lawson asked. “Yes, sir,” Mike sighed. “Insurance?” “Yes, sir.” “Condoms?” “ROBERT!” Susan snapped while Sarah buried her face in embarrassment. Mike looked at Sarah and smiled softly. “You nervous?” “A little.” His expression changed instantly. Softer. Serious. “Sarinha,” he said quietly. “We’re gonna be okay.” Her heart stumbled at the nickname. He only used it when he meant every word. Mike opened the passenger door with
About The Summer Before Forever
The moving truck pulled away first, packed with everything Mike and Sarah owned. Sarah stood frozen in the driveway, staring at the neighborhood she grew up in — the cracked sidewalks, the old oak tree, the porch she spent summers on with Mike. “Planning on standing there forever?” Mike called from his truck. She turned to find him leaning out...Read more