Her own hand
Luna’s journal.
What she wrote when nobody was going to read it — filed by the room she wrote it in, and by who it’s about. One page each.
6 entriesat the farmhouse · about Tyson
He already knew
Josh told him. Yesterday morning, before the coffee. Mentioned it in the yard like it was the weather, because…
The rest is in the Vault
He did the thing
The yard
I should write down what the staring game actually is, because if anyone ever reads this book they will need…
The rest is in the Vault
Late, and nobody is asking me this
Nobody has asked me this, so I am going to ask myself and answer honestly, once, and then put the book away.
The rest is in the Vault
Walking back up the road
The farm road
He left the truck at the bottom and walked up, which added twenty minutes and gave neither of us anything to…
The rest is in the Vault
He asked about Tyson tonight
Our bedroom
Josh asleep beside me, breathing the way he has breathed next to me for ten years, and I lay there running a…
The rest is in the Vault
Our bed, and I'm writing it down anyway
Our bedroom
I'm in love with Tyson.
The rest is in the Vault