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“I wish you could.” I wished that both Skylar and Luna could meet my mom. “But she died when I was thirteen.”
Luna shifted so she was sitting on her knees and leaned forward toward the chair I was sitting on and placed her hands on either side of my face, she looked me right in the eyes and whispered, “I’m sorry that your heart hurts.”
Then she wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly. I felt moisture begin to gather in my lower lids and it took me a second to realize what was happening. I was starting to tear up. I hadn’t cried since the night of my mom’s funeral. I’d laid in bed and sobbed. That was also the night that I found the letter she’d left me. The letter that I’d never told a single soul about. The letter that made me know I didn’t want to call the mechanic Jerry Samson. The letter I carried in my wallet and had read hundreds of times.
Luna squeezed my neck once more then climbed back under her covers. I opened the book to read it but stopped when she said, “My daddy is sick and I miss him and my heart hurts, too.”
I wasn’t sure what I should say to that. I’d been so concerned about how Skylar was dealing with all the drama concerning her ex, I hadn’t even thought about how it was affecting Luna. She just seemed so happy and well adjusted. Which just showed how great of a parent Skylar was.
“I’m sorry.” I didn’t know what else to say.
“It’s okay. My mommy says that it’s okay to be sad. And if your heart hurts you should tell someone cause that’s the only way to make it feel better.”
Maybe that’s why my heart never felt better. Because I never talked to anyone about it. I’d just held it in and tried to deal with it on my own.
“You should tell my momma that your heart hurts. She’s good at making hearts feel better.” Luna yawned as her eyes started closing.
She’s good at making hearts feel better, that was one of the sweetest and truest things I’d ever heard. Skylar was magic, she made everything better.
As I read the book and Luna drifted off to sleep, I started feeling anxious about the next part of the night. The part when I left. The part when I had to stop myself from kissing Skylar. The part that took more and more self-control, something that may have evaporated after finding out that Skylar got butterflies when she saw me.
