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.
Blog Tour ~ Meet Me At Midnight by Jessica Pennington ~ Excerpt + Giveaway
This paper plane was near perfect.
Crisp edges, a pointy nose, and just the right weight. I held it up, closing my left eye to aim it toward the stage. Rose Carver and her short-brimmed black hat were in fine form today, a perfect target, her face lit up beatifically by the stage lights. As she went on about junior prom announcements, I grew more confident.