She sat on the one of giant boulders that dotted the hillside. This used to be their favorite spot. Together they’d watch the stars twinkle above them. He called them satellites. She called them wishing stars. Tonight, she’d call them what they wanted as long as they could bring him back to her. Tilting her head back she took in as much of the heavens as her eyes would allow. “Please”, she whispered, “tell him the night’s sky holds nothing to the glimmers in his eyes.”