Welcome to Summervale. One of the USA’s top vacation spots. It’s a sunny coastal town. Population…
Oh, who cares.
The tourism ads paint Summervale as the perfect, picturesque town. It’s the ideal location to have spring break or to retire.
But I know the truth.
There are two sides to Summervale—the haves and the have-nots. The right and the wrong side of the tracks.
I should know. I grew up on the wrong side of town. I used to be a have-not. But now, I live on the so-called ‘right’ side of town. Amongst the ‘haves.’
I wish I could go back to my old neighborhood, back when life was filled with scraped knees and cubby houses filled with books and secret diaries of our crushes.
On this side of the tracks, well, there are no tracks per se. It’s just an expression the kids around here use. The border is invisible to the naked eye, but everyone knows where it starts and finishes. It’s an unwritten law.
I should know.
I broke it.
I crossed the line, or so they say, when I fell in love with one of them. You know, the popular kid. The one every guy wants to be and every girl wants to be with.
Dane O’Connell is the guy that should be on the lips of every girl, and his name scratched into every girl’s bedpost. But he wasn’t like that.
I know he’s not.
Because I fell in love with him, and now we can’t be together.
Why? You’ll have to find out.
My name is Darcie Ryder.
Let me tell you a secret…