Summer trilogy

Things don’t always turn out the way you hoped. Love can fall apart, people can leave and never come back. You can feel so lost it seems like there’s no finding your way out. But in the end, there’s always hope. Always. And you never know, life just might end up better than you ever could have imagined.

Moments, when lost, can't be found again. They're just gone.

When I was near her, I just wanted to grab her and hold her and kiss the shit out of her.

It made it hard to stay pissed and keep her at arm’s length the way I’d planned. It was pretty damn near impossible.

There have been other girls. But they weren’t her.

For as long as any of us could remember, she had loved Conrad.

All I knew was, I wanted her to look at me like that. After that day, I was done for. I liked her, as more than a friend. I maybe even loved her.

That was when I knew things would never be the same.

I wanted to tell Conrad that he had no right. That he’d ignored her all these years, that he couldn’t just decide to take her just because he felt like it.

It made her laugh, and then she was just Belly again. And that was a relief, because I didn’t want her to be anything but just Belly.

hair was swinging around all over the place and her legs looked miles long. She was wearing cutoffs and dirty sneakers. Her bra strap was sticking out of her tank top. I swear I never noticed her bra strap before. She had a funny look on her face, a look I didn’t recognize. Like shy and nervous, but proud at the same time.

Conrad saw her first.