Sherelle Green - Waiting For Summer

The yelling had quickly escalated when Summer couldn’t find the remote fast enough to cut off the program. Despite the fact that her mother initially began arguing with her, Winter and Autumn deflected the argument so that Sonia wouldn’t continue to yell at Summer. Of course, that only made Sonia angrier, and as soon as she caught on to the deflection, her wrath turned back to Summer.

“Your sisters can handle it,” Aiden said as he cut on a lamp and sat with Summer on the floor. “You know how your mom gets. All the yelling will wear her out soon.”

“I just don’t understand why she’s like this. Why can’t she be like the other moms and give us hugs and tell us that she loves us? All she does is yell and tell us how much she hates that we were ever born.”

“Everyone isn’t meant to be a parent. Don’t give her that power and let her upset you. She isn’t worth it.”

Summer glanced at Aiden with tear-streaked cheeks and instantly began to feel better. “You know, if we weren’t in the same grade I’d swear you were a grown-up.” Aiden wasn’t only mature for his age, he towered over most of the boys in their grade.

Aiden laughed and began imitating their fourth grade teacher who was constantly telling him he needed to act his age. But that was Aiden. Nine going on twenty-nine. Her dad, Vail Dupree, always said that Aiden was an old soul trapped in a young body.

“Thanks for making me laugh,” Summer said when her laughter began to die down. “You always make me feel better.”

“That’s my job as your best friend.” Aiden stood and walked over to his dresser. “I’ve been saving my allowance all year to get you this gift. I was going to wait until Christmas in a few months, but maybe you should have it now.”

She opened the small white box he handed her and gasped when she noticed a gold locket that had Best Friends engraved on it. When she opened the locket, she found a picture of the two of them at summer camp a couple of months ago on one side and her sisters on the other.

“How did you have enough money to buy this?” Her eyes grew wide. “Unless you didn’t buy it.”

“Relax, Dupree. I didn’t steal it,” Aiden said with a smile. “My dad gave me a couple months’ allowance early so that I could get it before the store sold out. Do you like it?”

“I more than like it. I love it. How could I not love it when you included pictures of my three favorite people?” She didn’t feel a need to say that of the three, Aiden was her most favorite.

“Every time you feel like you’re alone and need to escape, look at this locket and know that I’m right there with you.”

She studied the locket a little more before she glanced at Aiden. “It’s the best gift I’ve ever gotten.”

His mouth curled to the side in a crooked smile that she was starting to like more and more each day. Even though he’d always be Aiden, her friend who happened to be a boy, she was starting to see why so many girls had a crush on him. Ever since Rochelle Slater told all the girls during summer camp that she knew Aiden liked her because he would always give her a special side smile. Summer had then wondered why Aiden gave her the same smile if that’s what he gave the girls he liked.

“I’m glad you like it.” He playfully shoved her shoulder. “Just remember around Christmastime that I gave you your gift early.”

“I won’t forget.” She handed him the locket to clasp around her neck. “I have to go back home, but I’ll see you tomorrow at school.”

She gave Aiden one last hug before tying up her shoes and climbing out the window. The rain had slowed down, so it wasn’t as slippery outside as it was when she had left her house.

Once she reached the end of Aiden’s driveway, she waved goodbye and tucked her locket into her shirt before running home. Running was quickly becoming one of her favorite things to do. Not only did running help her get away from her mother, but when she ran, she felt free. Alive. As if everything in the world would be okay. Running helped her clear her mind and made her remember that despite the fact that her mom didn’t really love her, she still had her dad and her sisters. She didn’t know what she’d do without them. Or Aiden, she thought. She didn’t know what she’d do without him, either.

Present Day...

Every time you feel like you’re alone and need to escape, look at this locket and know that I’m right there with you. Summer thought about the words that were voiced to her nearly twenty years ago. Words that had offered her comfort in a time of need. Throughout the years, every time she’d felt alone or needed an escape, his soothing voice would drift into her mind.

She probably shouldn’t wear her locket while she jogged. Anything could happen to it and she cherished it more than any other piece of jewelry she owned. However, she felt naked when she wasn’t wearing it. Like a piece of her was missing.

Glancing at her Fitbit, she realized she’d already been jogging for over an hour and the sun was starting to set. She needed to head back to her condo if she was going to get any unpacking accomplished today. Three months there and she still hadn’t fully unpacked her kitchen or bedroom.

As soon as she arrived back home, she kicked off her sandy gym shoes and walked into her bedroom. She covered her ears from the blast of music that shot through her walls.

“I swear this place has the thinnest drywall known to man,” she shouted to herself. It never failed that every Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday, Summer’s neighbor would blast music as loudly as he could. On Sundays he played orchestra music, Thursdays he played soundtracks from musicals, and on Tuesdays—her least favorite day—he cranked up the opera.

Danni had decided to go to a Zumba class with Nicole and Aaliyah. Summer hadn’t gone with them in hopes of having some time to herself after her run. But with the opera music so loud, there was no way she would be getting any R & R.

“Mr. Higgins, can you please turn it down,” she yelled as she banged on her wall. She knew he could hear her. When she’d first moved into her condo, he’d startled her when he’d knocked on the wall and answered a question that she’d asked herself. Her complex was located in between downtown Miami and Miami Beach. It was supposedly one of the best, which was why she was thrilled when she’d seen the reasonable price of her place.

She’d missed the unstated disclaimer that having a top-floor apartment in the corner came with thin walls and an inconsiderate neighbor. There were only three condos in her wing of the building. When she was told that one condo was occupied by a professional dancer who often traveled and the other was occupied by a seventy-five-year-old man, she didn’t think she’d have to worry about music being played too loudly.

When he didn’t respond to her second knock, she went into the hallway to knock on his actual door. The music stopped for a couple seconds, so she used the silence to her advantage. “Mr. Higgins, it’s Summer Dupree. I know we haven’t personally met, but I’m your neighbor. Can you please turn down the music a little?”

She waited for a minute with no response from her neighbor. Just as she was walking away, she heard the door crack open.

“Mr. Higgins?”

“What do you want?”

She swallowed back a gasp at the harshness in his voice. He’d only opened the door about a couple centimeters wide. “I was wondering if you could turn down the music.”

“No.”

Summer blinked a few times. “No? Not at all? I wanted to ask you before I called management.”

She’d barely gotten out all her words before he began laughing at her. “Foolish girl, you’ll do no such thing. I’ve been living here for over thirty years. That’s probably longer than you’ve been alive.”