We sat
on the beach watching the other kids running down the dock and
jumping in. The spray shot into the air with each cannonball. The
sun was still out but a chill crept into the air. I picked at the
sandwich for a while but eventually put it back in the bag. Everyone
was having fun, enjoying their last few days of summer, except for
me. My best friend was moving away and it just wasn't fair.
“Hey!
Stop that!” Cinder's laughter broke into my thoughts. Shane and
Jonas were splashing her with water. Then Jonas reached out to grab
her but before he could Cinder raced up the beach and flopped down
next to me dripping all the way.
“Hey!
You're getting me wet!' I said trying to sound mad.
Jonas
collapsed on the sand in front of us breathing heavy. “I think I
could fall asleep right here.”
Shane
sat down on the other side of Jonas. “Looks like everybody's
leaving for the barbeque.”
It
wasn't long before the beach was empty except for the four of us.
“Should we go?” I asked.
We all
looked from one to the other. Cinder grinned and soon Jonas was,
too, followed by Shane and then me. The barbeque was a summer end
event they had every year. The cooks went all out and the kids loved
it. It was the highlight of the summer. But this year, it just
didn't feel that important.
“Well,
what should we do, then?” Cinder asked.
Jonas
stood up and brushed the sand off his hands. “I don't know about
you but I'm going to...” Just then he scooped Cinder up and rushed
towards the lake. She shrieked, kicking and swinging until the fell
in a heap on the sand only a few inches from the water.
I
stood up dusting my shorts off, laughing at my friend and wishing my
arm was all better. Shane fell in step with me as I walked out onto
the dock. I settled in at the end careful not to jostle my arm. I
dangled my feet into the water and didn't mind the icy coldness
nipping at my toes.
“I
wish summer wasn't almost over.” Shane spoke softly.
“Me,
too.” I said putting my hand on the dock wishing I had the nerve
to look at him.
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