The full moon illuminated the town in an ethereal glow. Jasmine pulled her eye from the telescope so Tucker could look into it next. She sat down in her red lawn chair, leaning back in the hot summer night air.

"This is nice, Sam. This was a good idea."

She smiled, her tired eyes aging her.

"Thank you, Jazz."

"He would have loved this." Tucker sighed, dropping into the third chair.

"Yea," Jazz responded, slowly tearing up. "He would."

The three teenagers sat under the moonlight, stargazing for several hours before returning to the tent for the night.