Page 52 of The Girl with No Name

I sing for her:

Only an angel could take me as high as you

Tell me, honey, why is the sky so blue?

Kiss me now, with Bulleit on your breath

I been thinkin’ ‘bout you all night long, I do confess

Blue horses in my dreams

Ridin’ high in the clouds, wild and free

Blue horses, what do you mean?

Kiss me, darlin’, you belong with me

Luna doesn’t clapwhen I’m done, just cocks her head and looks at me strangely. “I like it.”

“Eh. It’s just some raw material.”

“I like it a lot,” she reiterates. “Like, a lot.”

My phone buzzes. “Hang on. It’s Sam.”

Samantha: Hey! Good morning! How are you?

Reed: I’m great! A little hungover.

Samantha: Oh really…

Reed: lol yes! Are you around in a bit for a call?

She doesn’t respond immediately, so I put my phone down.

“How is she?” Luna asks.

“She’s great.”

“Yeah? That’s all you said?”

“It is. We’ll chat soon.”

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure.”

“You two are in love, right?”

“Obviously.”

“Sorry if I’m being pushy asking all these questions, but why didn’t you move out to California to be with her?”

It’s like she’s a mind reader. Did she know I was dreaming about never having had my see-about-a-girl moment this morning?

“I have my job and stuff here.”

“Don’t they have jobs out there?”