Love Has It's Ways
I knew that I loved Liam. He was my everthing. We were best friends, and he was the love of my life. I have been imagining life with us as a couple forever. We have been dating for three months now. But nothing has been going my way lately.
My parents rented a house in Cape Cod for two weeks this summer. Two weeks without Liam. I think I might die.
When we finally arrived in the Cape, after the four hour drive from Vermont, where we live, I was exhausted. I was planning on sitting on my bed and moping until this vacation was over, but I had no such luck.
Mom walked in, literally, just as I was about to text Liam, whom she doesn't know about.
"Cassidy." She looked at me, already with an attitude.
"Yes?" I asked
"You are not going to sit around in this room all vacation. We are a beautiful place, on the water. Listen, there is a path next to the house, follow it and it brings you to a park, part of a development called Harbor Waves. Go check it out. I talked to the owner, and she said that's where all the kids hang out. Go meet someone!" She was beaming.
I made a face at her. It was 1965. You can't just bounce around and expect any group of kids to just pick you up and let you hang out with them.
"Cassidy. I changed my mind. This isn't an option. Go, have fun!"
Was she for real? Whatever. Sitting around with my parents was worse than walking around. Maybe I could call Liam on my way to the park.
"Okay. I'll go." I said.
"Perfect! Have your phone?"
I never go anywhere without my phone.
"Yes, mother."
"Watch it, Cassidy."
"Bye."
"Bye cutie!" She cried after me. Oh, gawd.
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