040, stolen muffins

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     EVERYTHING WAS DIFFERENT

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     EVERYTHING WAS DIFFERENT. August didn't have to get out of the car to notice. There was no excitement as she pulled into the driveway. There was no sickly feeling as August and Jayden raced to the front door to be the first ones in, instead, she stared blankly at the front door as Jayden was asleep pressed against the window.

    As she looked at her front door, a sense of emptiness sank to the pit of her stomach. She felt absolutely nothing. Usually she would be so happy she could barely contain it, but now... nothing.

    The summer house was supposed to be full of light and comfort, but it looked gloomy and lifeless. The summer house was the highlight of August's year, it was the only part that mattered, no matter how much she liked the chilly afternoons as she snuggled under a thick blanket, she would always prefer jumping into the pool to calm down as the summer heat almost knocked her out.

   August knew it wouldn't be the same without Susannah. Summers belonged to Susannah Fisher, and as far as August was concerned they always would. Whenever the sun peeked through the sky, her mind would forever wander to the woman who never once let her down.

    There had never once been a summer where the Madden family didn't stay next door the the Fishers and the Conklin's — not a year went by where August wasn't counting down the days to start packing a suitcase.

𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭, conrad fisherWhere stories live. Discover now