Summer of Love by Emily Franklin

Author:Emily Franklin [Franklin, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
ISBN: 978-1-4804-5225-1
Publisher: Open Road Media
Published: 2013-09-27T21:52:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

I slice the s’more bars into squares, place the on platters and add them to the items for sale in the confectioner’s corner when it hits me: I feel happiest when I’m writing. Not just in my journal — but anywhere. Give me a pen and a piece of paper, a keyboard and a screen, chalk and pavement — and I’m golden. Singing is great — I like that, too — but the songwriting part is what hooked me. The words. Connecting phrases and idea and turning them into one whole story. I’m hit with a movie reel of images from my past — jotting entries in my journals, sitting with Poppy Massa-Tonclair in her office and the incredible feelings I had then, of writing a twenty-five page essay for Brit Lit and getting an A because I worked hard and because it meant something to me, and how I avoided writing a big creative project this spring because part of me couldn’t accept being so invested in something. But I am. I look around for someone to tell — someone with whom I can share my good news of self-revelation — but there’s no one here except a few customers.

The café phone rings.

“Slavetothegrindtwo,” I say as all one word. Note to self: must get new name for this place. It’s a mouthful and then some.

“It’s just me.”

“Hey, Chris,” I say and then remember he might have news to share. “So what happened? Was it a love connection with Haverford?”

“Not exactly…” he says.

“Where are you? There’s so much noise in the background.”

“I’m…listen, I’m heading back early to Hadley.”

“But what about the Fourth of July? Not to guilt trip you into staying, but what could possibly be enticing about being back on campus?”

“The ferry’s leaving in ten minutes. Just keep my stuff and I’ll get in a few weeks. I just need to get back on track.”

“Why, were you derailed?” I ask.

“Let’s just say that Haverford threw me for a loop.”

I bite my lip in sympathy. “Why — did you ask the huh question and get a negative response?”

“Not exactly. I have to go, though. You can reach me at the dorm — sucks for me, but I’ll be living there while planning the all new gay-straight-lesbian-transgender alliance. Par-ty!”

“You’ll make it great, I’m sure — but don’t you dare leaving me in the lurch about Haverford. Is he gay or what?”

The ferry’s horn blows in the background so Chris shouts. “Yup — he’s gay. But the crappy part? He’s already seeing someone.”

“So it’s a summer fling, right? It’ll be over by the time school starts…” I say it about Haverford and whoever his male hottie is, but maybe I’m also thinking about Charlie and me. The trouble with summer things or summer flings is that you’re supposed to relish them while they’re in season and then let them fade like a tan. But what if you like the person too much?

“No, Love, you’re not getting it. Haverford’s been seeing Ben Weiss this whole time.

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