Nov. 14
Dear Alex,
The ocean. Wow wow wow.
I am sitting on the hood of the car, writing this next to you.
"What's that?" you ask me.
"A love letter," I say.
"Can I read it?"
"Maybe."
I pull it closer to myself so you can't see. Not yet. Not now with the pebbles reaching the waves and the lighthouse not far off. Not now with the sun turning gold and glistening off the surface of the water. Not now while we're breathing salt water air.
Because for now, right now, we're perfect.
Love,
Carrie
YOU ARE READING
Wayward Hearts
Teen Fiction"Remember when we were voted cutest couple at the end of senior year? A lot has changed since then. Tell me- why did you come back?" Alex and Carrie have been best friends for as long as they can remember. Suffering through life in their poor, dump...
