Page 394 of Safe With You

Luna met me around the front of the truck.

She followed me inside.

My camera bag was still on the dining room table where I left it before we went out, along with the packing paper I didn’t use and two extra prints I caught before closing the box.

Luna dropped her bag onto one of the chairs.

“You left a mess.”

“I was working.”

“Is that what we’re calling it?”

“It is when it makes me money.”

I set the box beside the table and started gathering the paper.

Luna reached for one of the prints.

“Is this theirs too?”

I looked over.

“Extra.”

She picked it up.

It was the same picture Mrs. Harris set aside first.

“Why’d you print another one?”

“I always do a couple extras.”

“In case something happens?”

“Sometimes. Or if I like one.”

Her eyes moved from the picture to me.

“So you really did like this one.”

“I told you I did.”

“I know.”

She looked at it again before setting it carefully on the table.

“They looked happy.”

“They were.”

I looked back.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

She smiled and reached for another piece of packing paper.