I hear my mom’s hitched breath before I turn to look. Tears have flooded her reddened gaze. “That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you, Luna.” She smiles tearfully over at me but quickly focuses on driving. “You know, it makes sense then.” She wipes at the corners of her eyes with her sleeve. “What does?” “Why he’s trying to protect his moon, his stars.” My heart fills, but it’s a little cracked, leaking. “I want to protect him too.”
