Edith was the sweet sound of the quaking aspen leaves rustling in the mid-June breeze. She was the freshly brewed sweet tea, sitting in that glass pitcher full of ice cubes knocking together. She was the catnip bushels swaying from their drying rack on the porch. If Alex was going to describe Edith, any of these would do perfectly fine. But for whatever reason, Alex feels they fall short. Edith deserved more than to be some stupid leaves or a pitcher of sugary tea.
For Alex Kestrel, words come easy, almost too easy. Actions, on the other hand, are a bit trickier to get the hang of. Most would describe Alex as "all bark, no bite," and they wouldn't be entirely wrong. For Edith Greene thinking on her feet is her best skill, but give her a pen and paper and she'll start to panic. Alex and Edith are unlikely friends, but they make it work, and with summer finally kicking in, life is a breeze. Or at least, that's what it should be, right? Between the two of them, how much trouble could two teenagers possibly get into? An unlikely love story between two friends, and one summer to rule them all.