Chapter 7: Amanda

"You know what this is? It's a perfect moment."

The tents had been cleared hours ago, all the lights extinguished, and except for two people, everyone was asleep.

Kurt and Amanda lay on their backs atop the roof of their van facing opposite directions so they could lay their heads on each other's shoulders. It was just something they did sometimes; so they could look at the sky as they talked. When you were on display in some way or another most of the day, moments of private reflection were even more important.

"There's another one." Amanda pointed towards a streak of light. Then there were two more in quick succession in another part of the sky.

"We're really lucky." Kurt said. "It's such a clear night."

"Mmmmm."

They lay in silence, watching the streaks of light peppering the sky.

"You know what this is?" Amanda said after nearly ten minutes.

"What?"

"It's a perfect moment."

Kurt didn't say anything. It was perfect. The air was the temperature of his skin and there was hardly even a breeze. He could smell the clean scent of Amanda's hair and feel the shift of her body with each breath. With all the shooting stars in the sky that night, if he could have combined all his wishes in to one, he would have wished that the night would never end; and that he and Amanda could stay like this forever.