The Moon Tells Secrets by Savanna Welles

Author:Savanna Welles
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781466854192
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

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“I’m not leaving,” Davey said first thing next morning, then chanced a look at Luna to see if she would offer any support. She threw him a glance that said leave me out of this, and beat a hasty retreat out of the kitchen. I knew she hadn’t had time to mention my plans to Davey, but he knew me well enough to guess my next move. “You can go if you want to, but I’m not,” he said, making his point again.

It was hot in the room, and the bright green Luna had painted the kitchen walls added to the heat. I’d gotten used to Luna’s color schemes: the turquoises springing from nowhere, the calm beiges littered with dots of pink and maroon. And green. Luna claimed green made her feel cool because it reminded her of trees; it wasn’t working for me this morning. The air conditioner had broken the week before, and the squeaky ceiling fan over the kitchen table was doing double duty. I didn’t feel like fighting. Up until recently, my arguments with Davey had been laced with touches of humor, but that had recently changed, right along with the tinted glasses that in mid-July replaced his Harry Potter glasses and the blue skullcap with the Nets logo pulled low and hiding his hair, which he’d taken to wearing despite the summer’s heat.

“You know that’s not going to work.” My voice was as calm as I could make it as I sipped my coffee. “Where do you think you’re going to live?”

“I can take care of myself. Mama Anna told me I’d have to someday, and she told me how to do it.”

“Is that so.” I casually scanned the morning paper, but his defiance had set me on edge. Anna and Elan were in him, too, and those parts were crowding me out, making themselves known. Mack’s death had done it, and his anger that we were leaving … again.

“What did she tell you?” I asked cautiously. I rarely asked him about his talks with Anna, though I knew she still had power over him, even from her grave. “Did she tell you where to go when you change, did she tell you where to hide?”

He looked straight ahead, his face hardening.

“What did she say?”

“Secret,” he said.

The thing about folks like me and Davey is that we have no idea what to do with what comes and goes.

I didn’t know how to help him.

I would try later, when we got back from the street fair. I’d be as honest as I could about what I knew and didn’t, and how much I loved him and feared for his safety. I’d beg him to give himself a few more years, give me those years, before he fully became what Anna had said he would. Sitting across from me now, he sensed my fears; he always did.

“I’m going to be twelve, Mom,” he said gently. “Twelve! I’m not a little kid anymore. I’m not your little boy.”

“You’ll always be my little boy.

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