Shooting star

Feeling Trey's touch as he moves her lock of hair, Ariel glances to him quickly, searching his eyes for a moment. There was no fear... no reprimand. Perhaps only curiosity as to why he'd done that. She remains silent, even when his hand brushes hers, though her fingers move just a little as if testing to see what his hand felt like.

When he withdraws to look at the sky, she smiles and follows his gaze. "Sometimes taking time out to notice the little things makes life worth living."

A falling star shoots through the dark and Ariel sucks in her breath before smiling again. "So pretty. Sometimes I just come out here all by myself at night. I could sit for hours just watching the sky. In town there are just too many lights and I like to get away from the noise. Towns and cities make me feel like I'm suffocating after a while. But if I can get out of there a little bit every once in a while, it revives me."

The breeze picks up a little and it was surprisingly chilly for as warm as the day had been. Ariel rubs her arms and then folds them across her chest, wishing now she'd brought her jacket with her. "Are you staying in the area for long, Trey?"


Just letting the affectionate moment linger as long as it would, Carson can feel the tension of the day beginning to melt away. Pulling back just a little, he rests his forehead on Misty's, his eyes bright. "You always know how to make me feel good, don't you?"

Kissing her nose, he grins. "I missed you today, too. Unfortunately, I have to finish up cleaning now. But I don't open 'til late tomorrow so if we want to watch a movie tonight or something, I'm all for it."

He gives her a last kiss before finally letting her go and returning to the sink.


"Dalton?" Dani's voice quakes as she clutches the phone in her hand. She sits in the corner of the couch with her knees up to her chest and a blanket pulled up over her, a box of kleenex on the end table. It was late and she knew she might have woken Dalton, but a nightmare had woken her and without even Libby here, it was too quiet. She'd tried getting up then going back to bed, but she just couldn't settle down enough to make it work.

"I'm... I'm sorry to call but... but I... I had a nightmare and I just... I needed to hear somebody's voice."