Drops of Sunshine by Tricia Copeland

Author:Tricia Copeland
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: blind, hearing impaired, blind and deaf, sight impaired
Publisher: Tricia Copeland

As I brushed my teeth next morning, Brittney accosted me. “So, how was last night?”

“Fine.”

“Nothing more?”

“No.”

“Drat.”

“He’s twenty-one, and I’m not breaking the rules.”

“His age shouldn’t matter. He’s a great guy. I hate rule followers.”

“I’m sixteen. Sorry.” I stuffed my toiletries in my bag and walked away with an extra spring in my step, sure I’d put that question to rest.

After lunch I received a message from Mom. Have buyers. They want to move in right away. They are renting till we close in a month. Taking your things to new condo. Glad you were here last week.

Last week? Did she think I’d said goodbye to the only house I’d ever known? Did she expect me to just be okay with everything? I’d barely processed the house being painted relocation beige, and someone else was moving in? But what could I really say? She was moving on. I needed to also.

Okay. Will let you know when I have another day off to see you.

Okay sweetie. Love u.

I filed the incident away with the many others and went on with my day.

After the closing campfire, Danielle found me with Leslie in tow. “Leslie asked that you lead her back to the cabin.”

“Hi, Leslie.” I smiled at her and fit her hand on my bicep. “How was your week? Did you make tons of friends?”

“You were better earlier in the week, but I can feel you’re sad again.”

“You’re very perceptive. How old are you?”

“Ten, almost eleven. I wanted to come to the ten-to-twelve camp, but my parents wouldn’t let me.”

“Being the oldest is pretty cool. Parents usually know best.”

“But you don’t think your parents do.”

“We won’t always like their decisions.” Yes, I had accepted that she knew things I didn’t say. “But they’re here to protect us. Plus, some things are out of our parents’ control, and they’re doing the best they can.”

“They don’t always protect you. You know that better than anyone.”

I didn’t want this conversation to be about me. I wanted her to come away having learned something good. Being ten and picking around in older brains could be dangerous. “When you get older, your parents won’t always be there. Some things you just have to deal with on our own.”

“Don’t you think you need people to help?”

“There are always other people besides your parents like friends, teachers, counselors at school, maybe a pastor, or youth leader at church.” I tried to keep my thoughts focused on healthy ways to deal with stress. Then, I decided it was time for diversion before she picked through more of my memories. “So, what was your favorite part about camp?”

“Sleeping in tents at the campout. I wish I could come back for another session.”

“There’s always next year. I’m glad you had so much fun.” We reached the entrance to her cabin.

“Will you be here next year?”

“Maybe.” I patted her shoulder. “You can write me if you’d like. I’ll write you back.”

“I’d like that.” She leaned into me and hugged me around my middle.

“Me too.”

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