Thomas Elliot was just one week younger than I. But somehow he knew enough, and had been through enough trouble in his time to have the knowledge of a grown man, one of the few things above him being the concept of romance. Something I changed fairly quickly within the course of our unspoken summer months.
Naturally, those few months were short lived. . .and our teenage lust faded into the breeze of autumn air. The alluring memories constantly reminding me of what could have been, and what could still be.
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In Autumns Air
RomanceThe season of change has finally gripped the Midwestern states, tightly taking hold of teenagers Naomi and Thomas. Bringing the two back into each others existence after their unforgivable breakup. Though it seems one is drifting away, while one d...
