Last Summer

Summer has always been special to me. We spent the all Summer at the Beach House, while my mom wrote her next bestseller book.
She wrote the first book after dad left us. It was six years ago, but sometimes I miss him. I know I have to hate him or despise him, usually I try not to think on it. But sometimes I miss him.
I've never told this to my mom, I don't want to hurt her.
But I'm afraid now everything will change.
My mos is sick, and the doctor said she only has some month. She won't see when I go to College next year, and this is the last Summer we can spend together.
I hope I can make it special to her...