That night, Sarah was out on the porch, reading her book by moonlight while rocking back and forth in the rocking chair, dressed in her blue nightgown and blue robe. She seemed to be more at peace now as she had a light smile on her face, spending time with the imaginary children as well as her new friends, made her feel more at home. Her reading was suddenly disturbed when she heard a knock on the screen door, looking up, her small smile was now visible to see who it was who has pulled her from her most talented Author.

Wilt gave a small and shy wave through the screen as he asked in a soft whisper, "I am sorry to bother you, but do you mind some company? I can't really sleep, but if you want to be left alone that's totally cool to."

She shook her head answering, "No, its okay Wilt, you can come out and sit for a while."

Wilt smiled walking outside holding his glass of water and taking a seat on one of the steps of the backyard stairway.

They were silence for a while; Wilt admired how the moons rays cascaded over Sarah's figure giving her a breathtaking heavenly look from the corner of his good eye. Breaking the Silence Wilt said.
"It sure is a nice night isn't it?"

"Yes," She answered, "it's a perfect night to read by moonlight."

"I am sorry to ask but, can't you ruin your eyes by reading at night?"

She shook her head, "No, being a cat, I am nocturnal. So I can read in the dark like you can read in day."

"Wow, that's cool." Wilt smiled, leaning against the frame post of the set of stairs his good eye gazing at the moon once more.

Sarah looked up from her book to look at him for a while. This imaginary friend was strangely odd to her, and yet, charming in his own way. She had to admire his politeness; optimistic attitude and kindness towards others, being around him made her feel more at home and welcomed. Even when she was feeling down, his natures of wanting to make others happy, made her turn her frown into a small but truthful smile. Rocking back and forth, she was capturing all of his features and thought... he was kind of handsome looking too, It almost made her wish that the kids down in South Carolina would make friends like him…Maybe then…she wouldn't be so lonely.

Wilt yawned taking a sip from his tall glass of water rubbing his eye and neck.

Sarah put the book on the floor of the porch asking, "Why can't you sleep Wilt?"

"I guess playing with the kids today made me kind to tense to sleep."

"Kids usually do take a lot out of you."

"That is true, especially when they ask for a pony ride, airplane, and horsy, I don't know how you can handle it."

She smiled, "I was created to handle such tasks, but I was also made to have a mothers knowledge."

"Yeah, so Coco told me, I am sorry about your kids."

"Its okay, it was bound to happen anyway, it just felt too soon that's all…but I suppose every imaginary friends feels that way after leaving their kid."

"Yeah they do…" Wilt said with his smile slowly turning to a frown.

Sarah looked at him, curious questions running through her head as she asked, "Do you mind if asked you a question?"

"Nope, go ahead," he answered looking at her.

"What happened to your kid?"

Wilt looked at her dazed at first and then away to look at the ground... he stated softly, "Oh...well...mine…I …I kind of left him."

Its was Sarah's turn to be shocked, clasping a hand over her mouth saying, "you left him? Why?"

Wilt Sighed deeply hanging his head a little, "because I lost…"

"Lost?"

"My kid imagined me to help him become a better basketball player, we were unstoppable, there was no one that could beat us…well…all except this kid who imagined up another friend kind of like me, but his bitter jealously of our winning streak made his friend the type that didn't care about what happened in the game as long as he won…even if he had to play dirty."

Sarah sat there watching him intently while listening closely to what he had to say.

"then…when it came to the big game…towards the end…I lost the game because that imaginary friend…Ball Larry…nearly crushed…literally…my kid…in result…I threw away the blocking to the hoop to save him…in result, despite what it did to me…I disappointed my kid by loosing."

Sarah looked down, "I am sorry."

Wilt turned to see Sarah frown as he said with a smile, "Don't be…I just recently saw him again, I was afraid at first if he still found me a disappointment but, it turns out I helped him become a better player because loosing the game wasn't that important as loosing a friend, he told me that winning wasn't everything without the ones you care about."

Sarah looked at Wilt and smiled, "That was very nice of him to say that."

"Yeah, It was great seeing him again, and knowing that he still cares for me even after all of that…makes me happy to be here, where he could always visit me."

Sarah's smile widen but then turned to concern to the sound of Wilt's moan in agony, he rubbed his neck, wincing at the terrible pain that was lingering from his neck to his shoulders from doing so many games at once with the kids that afternoon.

Sarah shook her head with a small smile, "Come here Wilt."

"What?" he looked up.

"Come here and lean up against my legs, I will try to get the kink out of your neck."

"Well...okay" he said kind of nervously as he did what he was told and leaned his back against her legs.

"Now just relax this won't hurt if you don't flinch to much alright?"

Wilt nodded taking a deep breath and exhaling deeply, as a shiver went down his spine from the gentle feeling of her hands touching his neck and her thumbs massaging the muscles. It was...so smooth, and soft. Wilt could easily feel the sore muscles disappear.

"How does that feel?"

"That feels... good" he said in low shaky voice, "...thank you."

She smiled, "your welcome Wilt, I did this to Mrs. Heather, back home."

"Who is that?"

"The lady that was in charge of all the children at the foster home. She was always so stressed, and I don't blame her. Taking care of all of those kids, I think that if I weren't created, she would have gone nuts. Though I think she was sad to see me go when I left, she kept oh hanging onto my legs until I got onto the bus."

Wilt chuckled at the thought as he imagined Frankie was like that when Mr. Herriman was throwing away her computer.

Both them swapped embarrassing stories while Sarah continued to massaged his neck and every once in a while, ruffled his furry cheeks, Which made Wilt chuckle more.

Wilt leaned more into her legs as she continued to tend to his sore muscles. He looked up at her with sleepy eyes and a smile. She looked at him and smiled back...slowly falling to sleep, he felt more relaxed and …warm that ...he wished that this moment, seeing her with a smile, looking beautiful in moonlight, the rays shaping her every form, oh…how he wished this moment, would go on forever...till...finally…. he fell right to sleep, with his head resting on her lap.

Sarah looked at him smiling, gently lifting his head up, grabbing the pillow off the rocking chair and setting it on the floor while pushing the chair back with her tail. She set Wilt down gently onto the Pillow as she took her blue robe covering him with it. She smiled at his sleeping face whispering softly, "goodnight...my dear friend..." she smiled, then slowly and quietly stood up and walked back into the house for a good nights sleep.