She promised, Rachel thought, she said she wouldn’t leave me…The tiny brunette lay on the grassy hill, distraught and heart broken. She was gone.
‘You know, if you’re ever alone, Rach, you can always talk to me, no matter where you are.’ Quinn lay with Rachel on the cool grass, under the blanket of stars.
‘How, exactly?’ Rachel asked curiously.
‘By talking to the moon,’ Quinn’s eyes twinkled as she spoke, ‘because we’re under the same sky, the same moon, the same stars. It’s like we’ll always be in the same place, never leaving each other’s side. If you talk to the moon, I’ll be right next to you, listening. I’ll never leave you.’
Rachel talked to the moon that night, as Quinn had said, except this time, she was alone.
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