Chapter 7: A summer day.

A breeze blows across the lawn. The grass is full and green, years of back breaking aeration have finally paid off. The blades of grass prick her feet as she crisscrosses her way across the lawn, avoiding the scattered bean bags and golf balls set up like land mines. She sees Andrew, wearing those new navy blue Paper Denim jeans she watched him try on during that trip they took to the Bay area. In his left hand he holds a half empty glass of sangria, his right hand is placed firmly on the lower back of his Marissa, his new fiance. Samantha has put it past her though, she's bigger than that. The sun hits the right side of Samantha's face as she lays in the rope hammock she help string up. Her eyes are closed and toes are pointed to the sky. Her head is filled with images of swirling colors while the thumping electro beats guide her the exotic images. The afternoon has been a reminder to the great things that she has in life. Today she's happy, today she's in love with the sun.