"Good morning." A now thirteen year old Luna said one morning as she sat at the table for breakfast.
"Good morning." Betty replied as she cracked an egg to fry. "So, what are you going to do with your Saturday?"
"Me and the guys are gonna go explore the woods that lead to the temple."
"That's probably not such a good idea." Betty said as she sat down with her and Luna's breakfast.
"And why not?"
"Luna, that's not a place for children."
"I am not a child."
"Fine. It's not a place for people your age. Better?"
"Yes. Tell me more about dad." Luna said. She didn't remember much about her father."Well, I've told you all I know about your father. Do you remember Yuna?"
"How can I forget her? I still have the moogle she gave me the day she left."
"She gave you her stuffed moogle?"
"Yes. It's sitting on the shelf above my desk. I gave her my Corel in return. I miss her. I wonder how she's doing?"
"I'm sure she's doing great." Betty said, hoping that Luna didn't really want to go see her. It wasn't that she didn't want to go, she would have loved to have seen Yuna again, they didn't have to money to make the trip. Just as Luna finished her breakfast, there was a knock on the door.
"There's the guys. Gotta go!"
"You be careful!" Luna heard Betty call as she went out the door.