Summer of Secrets

"No, we're not real cousins. Our parents grew up together."

Bryn Barlow.
The wild child.
"Of course I'm down. I always have to be"
New Yorker Bryn is known for one thing and one thing only- her wild side. Dark hair spilling over her shoulders as she leans her head out of the cab, high heels on sprinting through hotels, champagne glasses clinking together.

Lainey Barlow.
The sunshine girl.
"You're the first person to ask if I'm okay. And no, I'm not, but I will be."
She's the five am alarms for pilates, clean white bedsheets, contagious laughter, and everything her cousin Bryn isn't. The entire room lights up when she's in it, she keeps everyone happy and in line.

Skylar Cairns
The daydreamer.
"Maybe my head is in the clouds because it's better there."
The youngest of the pack, of course she feels left out. Skylar is nothing but sweet innocence, sunset surfing, navy blue, tan lines, golden waves, sandy showers, and peaceful bliss.

Charles Cairns
The golden retriever.
"You know, it's harder than you think. Being perfect."
Takes care of his sister, keeps all the secrets, knows too much, mature for his age. Charles is every parent's dream son. Golfing, tennis, brunches, lazy Sundays, hardworking, the guy who on the surface, is who everyone wants to be.

Brady Johnson
The broken boy.
"What if I threw my future away on purpose?"
Brady had everything planned out for him. Football career, good education, a good mother. Except he threw it all away with one stupid mistake. He's 3am regrets, sleepless nights, black cats, hushed voices.

Noah Johnson
The heartthrob.
"I don't want to find out. I know it'll kill me more than the curiosity."
Brady is strumming songs on his guitar, taking care of his mother, and trying to patch up his older brother's mistakes. Maybe he doesn't have anything to deal with, but in reality that's almost as bad.

Three families. Six kids. One house. And one, crazy summer.