Could it be true? Instead of a summer playing handmaiden to
Daphne, was I being delivered something entirely
different--a summer in the spotlight? A summer starring Gil
Burke and me?
Summer flings and sexy romances were Daphne's territory. Not
mine. I was the one you didn't pick.
I swatted off my hope like a bumblebee, knowing it was
already too late. I'd been deliriously stung.
People always joked about summer romances because they
didn't last. Summer romances were made out of ice cream and
cotton candy, intensely sweet before they melted into
nothing. But I'd never thought of Gil as a summer thing.
Gil was my real love, my real first. We were outsiders
together, we had each other, we didn't care that we didn't