Part 1

12 1 0
                                    

It was a sunny October evening and Mrs. Summer was setting up her backyard for a party. Her son, Peter John, was celebrating his eighth birthday. Setting down the plates, Kelsey Summer saw her husband come out of the house. She smoothed out of her tight, yellow summer dress. "Hello Sweetie," Kelsey began to say before she saw her husband's anger showing through his stride.

Mr. Summer grabbed his wife's arm. She winced. Jerry harshly whispers something into Kelsey's ear before letting go and heading back to the house. "Cover that bruise," He calls as shuts the door. With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Summer obeys her husband and puts on a smiling mask.

An hour later, the Richard family arrived. "Let me take that," Mrs. Summer says as she takes the present from Melody's little hands. "Peter John is in that tree house."

"Thank you!" Melody said as she ran off to see her best friend. She climbed up the ladder. "Peter John?" She called as her head popped up in the tree house.

"Mel!" Peter John called as he climbed over to her. "Hey!" He extended her a hand. She grabbed it and he pulled her through the hatch. "Want to color with me?" He asked her, grabbing a black crayon.

"Sure!" She answered.

All was well or so it seemed.

,

The SongWhere stories live. Discover now