Maybe a summer can change everything.

Luke

Hazel gets off at five and I practice from 12-3 and then I got to go coach little league. Grabbing a pop out of the fridge I head down stairs it's only ten so I got some time to kill. When I get to the basement I grab my phone that is vibrating on the bar, it's a text from
Brent.

Brent: what time is practice
Me:12 u coming?
Brent: hell I don't rlly have a choice
Me: alright I'll c u there

I hear my mom opening the door before I see her.

"Luke you down here?" She yells walking down the stairs.

"Yeah mom, what's up?" I ask as she sits down beside me.

"Don't what up me." She says slapping my hand on the remote.

"I got you a job, and I wanna know about you and Hazel." She says giving me the look, she thinks I have am sleeping with Hazel.

"Mom I've not had sex with Hazel." I tell her with a hint of anger.

"Lucas you might now have had sex with her but I know you have slept at her house." She says standing up and just walking out.

After I decide to give Hazel a call, she picks up after the first ring.

"Hey." She says beautifully.
"What's up baby?" I ask knowing it is going to make her smile.

" I am not break, what about you?" She asks with a little giggle.

"Just out of practice wanted to see what you where doing." I answer.

"Just sitting here I get off at five and then I've got to get rid of York." She says, god damn it I hate York Foster.

"What's York Foster doing at your house?" I ask trying to hold in my anger.

"Uh .... Well ... Um he showed up this morning as I was leaving." She say shyly.

"And what was he doing at your house at six in the morning?" I ask with a bitter tone in my voice.