She stared at me with the most beautiful eyes that I had ever seen; they glimmered under the moonlight that flooded in through my office windows. And that smile. Moon Goddess, her smile got me every time.
But instead of one of her overly joyous or flirty smiles I had come to know and love, her smile was filled with sadness, and I didn’t know why. Maybe she didn’t like the hospital as much as I’d thought she did. Sure, I didn’t expect her to love it. But this morning, when I’d visited her, she had seemed to get along with everyone quite well.
The way she’d walked around the hospital reminded me of Mom, so caring, so nurturing. She’d make a perfect luna someday. Yes, I’d hated going back to the last place I had seen Mom, but Isabella had made it so much easier.
She parted her plump lips a
