Summer Break 101

Hunter's room was simple. Boyish and a bit messy. The bed was unmade, blankets twisted like vines. A jacket hung on the back of a chair. His headphones lay abandoned on the desk. Multiple used and broken punching bags lay on floor. Everything looked very him. And it made Sydney's eyes sting

She traced her fingers along the wooden desk. She tpuched his boxing gloves that hung over the wall. She sat on the edge of the bed and breathed

She reached for the pendant in her pocket. It was somethingshe never wore, but silently carried. The only souvenir of her father who had long left her. It had a pendant of a sun "Because Sydney, you aren' just another star, you are the sun" Her father's words rang in her mind

Now it was Hunter's. She gently placed it on Hunter's pillow. A token of goodbye