Chapter 98

It was beautiful to watch the moon under our already made up tent.

“I just love the moon.” Laura said. She sat very close to me. “It's so beautiful.”

“Me too. I remember when my mother used to tell me stories about the moon, the folktales and everything.” I said, smiling. It's been a long time since I had bonded with my mother and I felt bad about it.

Damien had gone to put the horses away in a safe place and probably feed them too so they don't die of hunger.

I glanced at Laura and saw how unhappy she was. The truth was that Laura had never spoken to me about her mother, father or any member of her family. Most times, I have asked her in the past but she would always nod and tell me to forget the issue.

“Laura.” I called her, thinking it was finally time for us to have that discussion but she didn't answer. “Laura?” I called her again and she responded by looking at me.

“What's bothering you?’ I asked her, hoping she would confide in me.

“Me?” She asked. “I'm good.” She answered her