Monday, 1 October 2012

Summer breeze


It was a beautiful sunny day in January. Summer decided to go for a walk on the sandy beach. The sea was a lovely blue green colour, and the waves were calming. Summer always enjoyed the California coastline during winter. As she walked her blonde hair was playing in the wind and she was longingly watching couples holding hands together and dogs bouncing in and out of the sea. All of a sudden something caught her eye.       
                                                                                                                                                     
A young man sitting on the sand was looking deep and far away in to the sea. He aroused her curiosity and she watched his blonde curly hair move slowly in time with the wind as she sat down behind him. Summer’s phone went off and as she was scrambling to find it, the mysterious guy had disappeared when she was not looking. As she got up she stumbled, then felt big firm hands around her slender body which made her tremble inside. As she looked up it was the guy she had been watching. Summer stared deeply in to his blue eyes. 
“You OK?" Said this soft voice.                                                                                                                                                                       
“Yes l’m fine, you caught me by surprise. You can let me go now I’m fine”. 
As he let go of her body she felt the electricity between them. They had another encounter which made him look in to her deep green eyes and he said, 
“Hi am Luke”.  This startled her out of daze, urm, 
“Hi l’m summer”.              
“Summer would you like to grab a coffee, so I know you’re ok”.                            
“Honestly I’m fine, but yes, that would be lovely thank you”.  
They had been talking for hours and before they knew it the town clock outside the cafe chimed twelve.  As they parted’ Luke caught her arm, pulled her into his toned body and kissed her tenderly on her lips. “Bye Summer I’ll see you again”. 
Luke smiled and walked off into the distance.  Summer was in a daze and thought this is going to be the start of something very special. Her heart was pounding with excitement and she could not wait to see him again. After that encounter they saw each other every day and they grew closer and closer together.
Six months later Summer was in the coffee house with Izzy. The coffee house was quiet today and had soft relaxing music playing. They were overlooking a river with ducks swimming about. People were running to their cars because of the heavy rain. Izzy returned from Australia, she had been over there for a year.  Summer could not wait to tell her the news. 
“Izzy I have found the one. As soon as we met it was like we meant to be”.                     
"Summer I am so happy for you, you deserve this”.                                                  
 “Izzy am just bit concerned i feel like he is hiding some think from me”.                     
“Why?”                                                                                                                                  
 “He has this look in his eyes every time I ask questions about his life and our future”.         
“Summer it’s probably you thinking the worse because of past relationships. Don’t worry, but if you’re uncertain talk to him”.                                                                                      
“Thanks izzy maybe you are right”.
That night she went to meet Luke at the finest Italian restaurant in town, Marco’s. Luke had told her to wear something stunning. As Summer was walking into the restaurant her blue silk dress clung to her slender figure as she walked towards him. Luke looked so handsome in his grey suede suit. 
“You take my breath way, I am the luckiest man alive”. 
“Don’t be silly you are making me go all embarrassed”.
 They talked between courses and finally she decided to tell him that she felt as if he had a deep secret that he was keeping from her. 
“Luke I need to talk to you”, it was just as if he knew what she was going to ask when he got down on one knee. “What are you doing Luke, everyone’s looking”?                                          
 “I don’t care, I want everyone to know. “I love you so much Summer, would you do the honor of marrying me”?                                                                                                                         “Oh Luke, yes I would love to”. 

That night Summer was on the top of the world and was the happiest she had ever been. Everything was finally going right for her.
 Two months later it was finally the day of the wedding and she was floating on air. Summer had been feeling unwell for two months, she could not seem to shift it and today she felt really sick but took it to be nerves. Summer walked up the aisle with Izzy behind her. Soft classical music was playing in the background and there were red roses scattered around the church. There were just a few friends standing up as summer walked down the aisle with her dress flowing gently behind her. It was a beautiful white colour with sequins on the front and the dress Izzy was wearing gorgeous blue off the shoulder. Summer noticed neither Luke nor Adam the best man was there. The vicar was just standing there motionless. She started to feel anxious.  All of sudden Adam came running up with something in his hand.                                    
 “What is it Adam?”                                                                                                                
 “I can’t find Luke but he has left this letter in his room”. 
Suddenly the colour from her checks drained.  
“I cannot open it, Izzy will you open it please”. 
Izzy looked at summer and nodded. Izzy read the letter.
My sweetest Summer
I am so sorry. I don’t mean to hurt you but when you receive this letter I will be gone and you won’t ever see me again. Just know you’re in my heart and am doing this for you.
Love always, Luke.
Xxxx
Summer fell to the floor with a bang. 

“Quick someone call the ambulance” said Izzy.

 Summer Knew her world had ended, or had it?

                                                            THE END

copyright@Emma Fitzgerald

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