chapter 7 Part 1

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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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