She just left me standing there, about 50 meters from the house, bewildered. Why did she run off? What did I do wrong?
Grandpa Rowan’s P.O.V
It’s so good to see them again; it’s been nearly 15 years since I last saw them that was just before they first moved to New York City.
I was standing at the kitchen window watching Finn show Hazel where to go, what to do, and realised I hadn’t seen Caleb all morning. ‘Where is that boy?’
I hear a chair get dragged along the floor behind me. I turn to see Martin sitting at the table with his laptop.
“What are you doing on that hi-tech piece of equipment?”
“Oh, ah, just looking at jobs.”
“Ah yes that is a good idea, although I don’t know how many jobs will be going in Calgary, but you could also get a long distance job or something.”
“yeah.” He half-heartedly laughs, closing the lid of his laptop. Just as Hazel burst through the door running to her room.
Hazel’s P.O.V
ARGH, why? What point was he trying to prove?
I plug my iPod in to my speakers, putting on some country music.
I start singing along to Keith Urban’s ‘Till Summer Comes Around (Cue music on left.)
Another long summer's come and gone
I don't know why it always ends this way
The boardwalk's quiet and the carnival rides
Are as empty as my broken heart tonight
But I close my eyes and one more time
We're spinnin' around and you're holdin' on tightly
The words came out, I kissed your mouth
No Fourth of July has ever burned so brightly
You had to go I understand
But you promised you'd be back again
And so I wander around this town
'Til summer comes around
I got a job workin' at the old park pier
And every summer now for five long years
I grease the gears, fix the lights, tighten bolts, and straighten the tracks
And I count the days 'til you just might come back
And then I close my eyes and one more time
We're spinnin' around and you're holdin' on tightly
The words came out, I kissed your mouth
No Fourth of July has ever burned so brightly
You had to go I understand
But you swore that you'd be back again
And so I'm frozen in this town
'Til summer comes around
And it comes around
Oh and I close my eyes and you and I
Are stuck on the Ferris wheel ridin' with the motion
And hand in hand we cried and laughed
Knowin' that love belonged to us, girl, if only for a moment
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Cowgirls Don't Cry
JugendliteraturHazel Jacobs has great friends and family, but when a fatal accident occurs it will turn her world upside down, moving to a different country, meeting new people and what will happen when she thinks her relationship is going well...(WARNING>>> cont...