Night of the Full Moon
Forty-Three: Ruby
As I step out of the pack house, I feel the pull. I look up into the night sky and see the full moon there in all her glory. I reach up and dry my cheeks off as I follow the pull of the full moon. I have never felt this before. Wanting, no needing to go wherever this pull is taking me to. I start out jogging, feeling the wind in my hair as the scent of the flowers fills my senses. All the pain and hurt I have felt leaves my body as I just enjoy life for once. Not caring about anything, my mind empty as I break out into a run.
The pull leads me through the pack and to the store my father owns. I stop breathing hard as I feel the need to enter. Nothing has changed. It still looks the same as if my dad will leave and lock the door whistling like aw
