Childhood Sweethearts

Epilogue

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This is it! We've reached the end of Childhood Sweethearts! Thank you so much to everyone who has made it this far  - despite my constant late updates and whatever else has been going on. I just want to say thank you so much for all your support. It honestly means the world to me. Without you, there is no me (on Wattpad, anyway). You've all shared some great ideas and given me so much encouragement. I obviously have so much more to learn about writing, I've never even taken a class for it, so all your comments have helped me grow as a writer. Thanks again and I hope you have enjoyed taking this journey with me! :)

Dedication: Nemo2202 for the awesome book jacket!

Recap:

"Has the flight the Hawaii left?" My chest was heaving. I stared at her, waiting. She couldn't be gone. Not when I was this close.

Considering our airport wasn't as large as a city one, there would only be one flight to Hawaii.

She slid back on her swivel chair and pushed her glasses further up her nose. Was she deliberately slow walking me? I wanted to slam my fist onto the desk, but that wouldn't help the situation. I fidgeted nervously, practically ticking.

She turned to me, her gaze hard and unsympathetic.

"It's gone."

I staggered back, feeling defeated. I felt my body shut down. I was too late. I clutched at my chest. What the hell was I going to do? I felt like I was physically in pain. I bent over, clutching at my sides.

I couldn't believe it.

I was too late.

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Lacey's P.O.V:

It was weird to be back. 

So much time has passed and yet nothing seemed that different. Well, I felt different, but that was about it. I stared at my house. Not one thing has changed and in a way, I'm glad it hasn't. It's nice to come home to something stable.

I was absolutely exhausted. I had so, so much fun while I was away. I pushed myself to the absolute limits - going out of my comfort zones in ways I could never have imagined. I even went swimming with sharks. Voluntarily. I know, Hawaii changed me. 

"Where's mum again?" I asked as dad attempted to haul my humongous suit case towards our door. I must have developed some new muscles, carrying that around with me. It probably weighed more than me.

I was a little taken back that mum hadn't come to pick me up. I thought that was odd. She had been in constant contact with me, throughout my whole trip and kept repeating that she couldn't wait to see me, blah blah, but didn't show to pick me up from the airport? That just seemed weird. It's been over twelve months - yes, Anna and I prolonged our trip another three months. We just didn't want to come home. We'd been having too much fun.

"I think she's home," dad said, sounding a little distracted.

"If she's home why didn't she come pick me up?" I asked, feeling whiny. And a little annoyed. I would have gone to pick her up if our roles had been reversed.

Dad didn't answer as he fumbled to get the door open. A grin broke out on my face as a banner was splashed across the wall. 

"WELCOME HOME!"