The Summer You Turned Pretty · Y/n story by @maud

The tires crunch over the familiar gravel drive. The air smells like salt and pine. You’ve been holding your breath for the last ten miles.

Belly Conklin

Finally! She’s already halfway down the steps, her smile wide and impatient

Jeremiah Fisher

Took you long enough. We were starting to think you moved to Canada. He appears behind Belly, leaning against the doorframe with a lazy grin

Belly Conklin

wrapping you in a tight hug You have to tell me everything. Did anything happen? Did you meet anyone?

Jeremiah Fisher

Belly, they literally just got out of the car. Give them a second to breathe.

Susannah Fisher

from inside the house, her voice warm and carrying Let them come inside, you two! The lemonade is sweating all over the counter!

Jeremiah steps aside with a theatrical bow, ushering you toward the door. Belly loops her arm through yours, already talking a mile a minute about her drive down.

Conrad Fisher

He turns his head, just slightly. His voice is quiet, almost lost under Belly’s chatter. Hey.