CHAPTER 9

Ben walked Imara home the old-fashioned way that night. As they strolled lazily hand in hand with a bouquet of colored orbs surrounding them, Imara looked up in the sky and stared into the constellations that lit up the heavens above them. “Do you know much about the stars, Ben?”

“I know they sure are pretty. Not nearly as much as you are though,” he said as he smiled at her.

She glanced back to him and rolled her eyes then looked back up. “I know a little bit....