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The Final Summer

Updated on June 18, 2014

The Final Summer Part 1

Even though the impending doom of graduation was very clear to me, I knew that life would have to go on. I knew that friendships would end and good-byes would be said. But nothing could've prepared me for what was to become of our friendships. We were the Brookline Four. Nothing was to separate us, we had a pact. We had a pact!

So, this is supposed to be journal entries chronicling our friendship to be inserted into a time capsule buried on the grounds of the newly built high school. Tales of the Brookline Four to be unearthed a hundred years from now to show how much things change but still remain the same.

So here goes nothing.

Dear Journal,

My name is Franklin Dash the year is 1991 and this is the story of the end of the Brookline Four. The final week before graduation found me barricaded in my room cramming for my last final. Geometry, only invented to torment high school students everywhere. I desperately needed a break. Perhaps having my desk sitting at my bedroom window wasn't the best idea, because I began to stare out into the world.

I could see the neighbor boy across the street playing hoops. I was willfully trying to mess him up with him mind. Have the ball bounce wildly up in the air. No, have the ball stop mid air and float just above the rim. Then I started to calculate the angles of his shots. I really needed a break.

That came moments later when the phone began to ring. I left it to ring for someone else in the house to answer. I was to be studying and nothing else. The ringing ceased. I could hear my Mom talking down the hall.

"Frankie! It's for you!"

Yes! Break time. I slapped closed my geometry book, jumped unto my bed, and grabbed the phone from the nightstand.


"Hi Frankie, It's me , Kim."

Kim Gray is one of the strongest people I know. Nothing could keep her down, not even her mother's hand. When she set her sights on something she made it happen.

"Hey Kim, what's up?"

"I got a job for the paper."

"That's awesome! But I thought they said they weren't hiring."

Kim was silent for a long time. I almost thought that we had got disconnected.


"It's in New York."

"New York! How?"

"My Uncle submitted my work from the school newspaper. They want me to do a summer internship before I start at Penn State."

Now it was my turn to be silent.

"When do you start?"

"I'm moving the second week of July. My Uncle already has a place lined up for me to stay at or the Summer."

"So I guess that means you don't have a choice."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I don't know how to could just drop everything and leave everything behind."

"Don't you get it, Frankie? This is my way out. If I stay in Brookline I may never get to leave and my mother will be sure of that!"

"What about Lynn and I? What about Jamie? He loves you. Are you going to leave him behind, too?"

I could tell she was on the verge on crying. I was starting to feel like a total ass.

"I just wanted you to be happy for me Frankie. I just wanted to hear from my closest friend that everything would work out. But I guess that wasn't going to happen."



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