The Promise
Their pointer fingers hooked together as their hands swayed back and forth between them, and a bouquet of colored orbs followed along. The road back to Imara’s house was not even a hundred yards, so they walked as slowly as possible.
A satisfied whimper hummed through Imara’s lips as her eyes rose to the sky. “Do you know much about the stars, Sweetheart?”
“Only that they sure are pretty.” He tugged her into his side and wrapped his arm around her back, then kissed her temple. “Not as much as you are, though.”
Like a child seeing the heavenly lights for the first time, her eyes twinkled as she gasped at the beauty of it before resting her head against his shoulder. “I read a little about them. Like that constellation right there.” She pointed up at a red speck in
