Monday, August 31, 2009

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My last day in the summer house had come. I was almost

eighteen. I had already decided that I wouldn't be coming back the next

year. I would find a job somewhere back home and fend for myself until

I started community college. I didn't need to keep coming back to that

place and sleeping in the same bedroom that I had once shared with

Klara. I was prepared to get over her, especially since I imagined it

would help us progress back into a closer friendship.

I took in everything. Every room. Every path in the woods. Every

rock on the beach. I played with Ringo one last time. I said my goodbyes

to the Jacobs family. I said good-bye to the house. I said good-bye

to everything.

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