Chapter 12

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I finished the art studio with the help of Tyler, and I tried getting into it, but I couldn't so I sat there and stares out the window.

We reconnected with our family because everyone came over, apologizing.

Shaun's bail was posted at ten million.

We're all listening to music and laughing nad having a good time.

Nana and Pop and Aunt Kate and Uncle Derek and Michael are staying for a bit longer now, and I'm sitting on the couch, and we're letting the music play, and the cookies are made and everyone is running around the house, and I'm smiling a lot, thinking about Shaun.

It's Christmas Eve. It's been one full week.

A song comes on.

September, by Daughtry.

I lose myself in the lyrics.

How the time passed away, all the trouble that we gave

And all those days we spent out by the lake

Has it all gone to waste? All the promises we made

One by one they vanish just the same

Of all the things I still remember

Summer's never looked the same

The years go by and time just seems to fly

But the memories remain

In the middle of September we'd still play out in the rain

Nothing to lose but everything to gain

Reflecting now on how things could've been

It was worth it in the end

Now it all seems so clear, there's nothing left to fear

So we made our way by finding what was real

Now the days are so long that summer's moving on

We reach for something that's already gone, yeah

Of all the things I still remember

Summer's never looked the same

The years go by and time just seems to fly

But the memories remain

In the middle of September we'd still play out in the rain

Nothing to lose but everything to gain

Reflecting now on how things could've been

It was worth it in the end

Yeah, we knew we had to leave this town (we knew we had to leave this town)

But we never knew when and we never knew how (we never knew how)

We would end up here the way we are

Yeah, we knew we had to leave this town (we knew we had to leave this town)

But we never knew when and we never knew how (we never knew how)

Of all the things I still remember

Summer's never looked the same

The years go by and time just seems to fly

But the memories remain

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