Deja que entre el sol

No one had looked at Margot Addams like that aspiring firefighter did in the summer of '71. She, with her naivete as a flag, her somewhat crazy thoughts, and a sense of freedom not suitable for all audiences, discovered the magic of the first love in the depths of eyes as blue as the sky in summer. No one had ever gotten as close to JC Gallagher's heart as this witty girl did. He, who did not believe in love and who only wanted to concentrate on his profession so as not to disappoint his father, allowed himself to be carried away by the energy of a whirlwind with an innocent face. Nobody told them how difficult it would be to be together; no one told them about the broken dreams, the fear that pierced them inside, or the disappointment. They had to be brave to find out for themselves if there was a place for them and figure out how to make the doubts and darkness go away. It wasn't easy, but when they looked into each other's eyes and held hands, nothing else mattered. You just had to open your heart and let the sun in.