The first time Mark didn't speak to me, it felt like a thunderclap. We met on a Tuesday when the sun was too polite to be honest. He acknowledged me with the brevity of someone who'd learned that words could be wrong instruments. I tried to fix it—offered coffee, tried to tell him it wasn't my doing. He said, "You saw it happen, too," and then closed his mouth like a snapped book.
: Focus on how your characters grow or change over the summer. This could involve overcoming fears, forming new relationships, or dealing with the consequences of their actions. The first time Mark didn't speak to me,
If you're looking to share a light-hearted story: "You saw it happen