Springsteen

Chapter 1

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Then: Five years ago, Saturday, July fourth, 2010

"Luke, what if we get in trouble?"

"If anyone is getting in trouble tonight, it's going to be me. I won't let you get in trouble." He says after climbing through the hole in the fence. He turns around and opens it again and I climb through.

"Luke." I whine.

"Grace, sweetheart, it's okay. I come here all the time and this is the best spot in the town to watch fireworks."

"Town is an overstatement." I whisper. He chuckles.

"Very true." He grabs my hands from behind and crosses them across my chest. We walk like penguns, practically attached to each other.

When we reach the cliff at the airport, he stops, resting his chin on my shoulder.

We can see all of Atlanta from here. I let out a slow breath.

"Wow." I whisper.

"I know." He smiles. "Beautiful, right?"

"It really is. The lights are gorgeous."

"Oh, baby, I wasn't talking about the lights."

My cheeks heat up and I turn in his arms and lean up and kiss him.

It's only a short kiss. I jump, startled, right at the edge of the cliff when the fireworks begin. I start to slip, but he catches me and backs us up.

He lets go of his grasp on me and opens his backpack. He lays down the sheet he took from the linin closet and sits down. I sit down between his legs, and he pulls me as close as I can get.

We watch in awe as all over the city, fireworks are set off.

It really is beautiful.

It's early and it's sunset, but people with young children are setting theirs off now.

"You know," he whispers. "One day, that'll be us down there in one of those houses. We'll have our little baby Grace and our little Lucas down there with us and watch the look on their faces as we set the fireworks off, and it'll be so magical."

"Luke, we have to buy them those little things." I say.

He laughs.

"What little things, baby?"

"The pop rock things." I say.

"Oh, snaps." He nods against my shoulder. "Of course!" he says. "And Kara can come with Andrew and the baby."

"That sounds like heaven." I whisper.

"That's because it is. It's heaven on earth. I've been in heaven for a hundred and ninety eight days." He whispers.

"Why a hundred and ninety eight?" I ask, smiling.

"Well that, my darling, is simple." He says softly. "There are a hundred and eighty two days in six months, fourteen days in two weeks, and two days in...two days." He laughs softly. "Add it up and you get a hundred and ninety eight."

We're been dating for six months, two weeks, and two days.

I turn my head and kiss him. "I love you. Lucas Alexander Seaton." I whisper.

"And I love you too, Gracelynn Sasha Parker." He whispers back, placing a soft kiss on my neck.

Now: January first, 2015