Four months later

Summer was near and nigh.
When Isabel had missed me on that patio, my entire view of the world changed. Someone cared about me-actually liked me.
Then summer rolled around and Isabel had to go to some camp.
"Isabel-"
"I'm sorry, Chris. But I have to go..I don't have a choice."
"What do you mean?"
She stared at me. "Family matters."
"What kind?"
"It has to do with my father."
What? Her father was dead.
"Can I come to the camp with you?"
She looked at me. "It's not that simple."
"How hard can it be?"
"Chris, please-"
She sounded like she was about to cry. I didn't understand.
"I have to leave in two days. Can we enjoy this time?"
I nodded. She leaned against me, and I felt her trembling.
I kissed her and she layed her head on my shoulder. I hugged her.

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