~OCEANO~
One evening, as the moon painted the outside a soft silver, I found Crow sitting in the backyard, staring off into the distance.
"You okay?" I asked, stepping up beside him.
Turning to look at me, the shadows of the night playing across his face, Crow shrugged, murmuring, "Just thinking."
"Wanna talk about it?" I asked.
Crow sighed, his eyes still focused on the horizon. "The future," he murmured. "What kind of life we can give them."
I stepped closer, resting my hand on his arm. "We'll give them the best we can," I assured, my voice firm.
He looked at me, his expression unreadable. "I hope so," he murmured.
As the silence stretched between us, filling the space with unspoken fears of what the future held, the sound of a motorcycle off in the distance grew louder.
Crow's
