Chapter 2

Ella sat there her mouth wide open. She didn't know what to say. Her boyfriend just told her he was going to fight at the end of the summer. All she could do

was sit with her mouth open.

"What did you just say?" she asked.

"I am being shipped to Iraq at the end of the summer." Peter looked sad, he looked so disappointed.

Ella's lip began to quiver. She new she was about to. She than didn't know what to do, so she picked up her jacket and purse, and ran from the building.

Peter just layed his head on the table. Ella kept running, she did not stop running until she reached home, tears pouring down her face. As she ran in the house, she

slamed the door be hind her, extremely hard.

"Darling what is wrong?" her mom asked.

"Eeeeee he eeeee I eeeeee rats eeeeeee summer......eeeeee......eeeee!" she welled thru tears.

"Peter is headed to Iraq at the end of the summer?" her mom asked.

"Hmhmm," she cried.

"It will be ok, this doesn't mean he doesn't love you."

"I know, your not hepling any mom." She began to cy even louder then ever. There was nothing left for her mo to do. The best thing to do was leave her to

drowned in her tears. Soon after the phone rang. Ella walked tripping over her own feet for she could see nothing through her teared filled eyes. When she picked up

the phone she heard a familiar, sad voice.

"Ella, are you mad?" Peter asked.

"No, more sad then mad." Ella answered, trying to hold back whatever tears she had left.

"Oh, look I don't think we should not speak just because of this."

"Well..... why are you doing this to me?"

"I am not trying to do anything to you."

"Well it sure feels like it."

"I did not mean to make you feel mad, or sad, or anything of that sort."

" I just need some time to think about all this.....good night Peter!

Ella then slammed the phone down. She didn't care if Peter was mad at her now. She was be ginning to get tired. So she put on her pajamas, crawled in

bed,and picked up her favorite book, To Kill A Mockingbird. It was about 11:00 p.m. and by the time she was finished reading for the night, it was 2:00 a.m. She

didn't know why this book helped her, or made her feel better, it had nothing to do with her situation.

When she woke up it was around nine in morning, everything was going well unti lshe got a phone call from Peter saying he wanted to meet her in the park.

When she got there Peter was waiting on the park bench.

"Hey." Ella was hesitant. She knew not why, this was her boy friend for crying out loud.

"Hey." Peter too looked a little hesitant.

"Look, I am truly sorry for the way I acted...I......"

She was interupted by Peter. He was looking at her in a loving way. Then he began to speak.

"Ella I am also very, very sorry... and while I say what I have to say, I don't want you to say a word just listen. I don't want you to worry about this the entire

summer. I just...... I just......I just want us to have fun spending time with each other this summer ok?"

"Ok." Ella thought this might be the best way to get her mind off everything, if she could even not worry about it.