Chapter 18: Supernova

Reesa’s father used to talk about the things the stars had seen—people falling in love, the world changing and growing, every cycle of life—and when he concluded, he'd proclaim there was no better way to reconnect with the fullness of living than to look to the skies.

“Come on,” Reesa said as she tugged Myko through the beech trees. She’d been scurrying around since their return to the estate, and it was all for this.

“I am, dolcezza. You’re not giving me much choice.”

Breathless and exhilarated, she responded by moving faster.

They reached the clearing in concert with the watchtower bells ringing, indicating that the hour was midnight, and there they stopped.

“What’s that?” Myko asked, looking in wonder at the new addition within the circle of flower beds.