Friday’s Page 69 ~ Shut Out
Before I could respond, I felt Cash’s hand wrap around mine. He nudged my index finger out and pointed it to the sky.
“What are you doing?” I asked. “I haven’t challenged you yet.”
“No,” he said. “But I just saw one of my own. Look at this.”
And I watched as Cash traced my finger along a line of stars, following a few more into a curve, and then another, until a long line connected them all at a point.
“A heart,” I murmured.
