He says, “Nola once told me she wished people could be stars in the sky and look down on those that they loved. I always wished that could be so. Let’s you and I pretend it’s true, even if it isn’t, would that be okay with you?” Maddy nods, her throat tight. “And after I die, why, you look up in the sky for two stars, real close together. That will be Nola and me. Those stars will be so close together, it’ll look like they are one, but they’ll be two. Me, and then just to my right, Nola. Look up at us sometimes.”
