~ I looked at Aunt Becky’s driveway where Brian’s truck was moments ago. He’s really gone. He’s not coming back. Aunt Becky puts an arm around me. “I’m really sorry Honey. But the Summer’s over.” Little did she know that that was the first time we’ve spoken to another since I told him to never talk to me again. Seeing him before he left, left a huge wound inside my heart. The pain still lingering. “It was nice to at least see him before he had to go, right?” I could only nod. If only she knew what had happened between us. Worse: When she finds out that it was my fault. ~

