The Summer I Turned Pretty How Old Are They

Alright, gather 'round, folks. Let's dive into the summer of '05, when I was as clueless as a puppy trying to figure out a cat door. You know those summers, right? The ones where you're not quite a kid anymore, but you're not quite an adult either. You're stuck in this weird limbo, like a teenager trying to order a drink at a bar - you know you should, but you're not sure if you're old enough.

So, how old were they?

Well, let's talk about the main gang - Belly, Susannah, and Conrad. They were the trio that summer was all about. Now, I know what you're thinking, "But how old were they?" Patience, grasshopper. Let's set the scene first.

Imagine Belly as the sun, the one everyone orbits around. She was the center of our little universe, and she was 16 that summer. Now, 16 isn't old, but it's not young either. It's like that in-between age where you're still figuring out who you are, but you think you know everything. You know, like when you're learning to drive, and you think you're the best thing on the road since the invention of the steering wheel.

Then there were the Fisher boys, Conrad and Jeremiah. They were like the moon and the stars, always there, but sometimes you forget they exist until you look up. Conrad, the older one, was 18. Eighteen! That's like, practically an adult, right? I mean, he could've joined the army, or voted, or something. But instead, he was stuck with us, playing beach volleyball and eating ice cream. Poor guy.

And then there was Jeremiah, the baby of the family. He was 14, just a year younger than Belly. But man, did he act like he was ten. He was still into comic books and thought fart jokes were the height of humor. I mean, I guess some things never change, right?

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But why does it matter?

You might be thinking, "Who cares how old they were? It's just a summer." And you're right. It is just a summer. But those summers, the ones where you're not quite sure where you fit in, they stick with you. They're like a pair of old jeans that don't quite fit right, but you wear them anyway because they're comfortable.

Those summers are about figuring out who you are, who you want to be. They're about first crushes and last chances. They're about realizing that your best friend's older brother isn't as scary as you thought, and that your little brother isn't as little as he used to be.

So, yeah, they were 16, 18, and 14 that summer. But really, they were just a bunch of kids trying to figure out life, one summer at a time. And isn't that what we're all doing, anyway?