“It was late September in the Ohio River Valley, the dying days of summer when soaring temperatures fought autumn’s grasp. Here the sweat and sunshine lingered, a mocking presence as school began. Sullen waves of heat thickened under the claustrophobic press of low-lying clouds, while humidity amplified the temperatures into a fever dream of shimmering sidewalks and sunburnt noses.”
“It always amazed her to see the treasures low tide turned up.”
“Gather in the summer, gather in the winter; and you will have everything you want in the spring.”
“A knife plunged into the center of summer. Air and terror, which become teeth together.”
“I’m telling you that my happiness isn’t up to you.", Loving Summer by Kailin Gow”
“I’m going to go after what I want.", Summer Jones in Loving Summer by Kailin Gow”