The Luna Choosing Game

Everyone was starting to unwind.

I glanced at Nicholas. He was staring hard now into the fire. It made the shadows flicker and dance over the hard plains of his face.

“I wouldn’t want you to be a stranger,” I told him.

He glanced back at me.

“To become strangers means I would have to forget everything that came before this moment.” I smiled at him, genuinely, from the heart. “Every memory with you is a precious one. I'd never want to forget.” Something shifted on his face. He suddenly seemed much more open. He turned to me, opened him mouth and

his arms.

“piper,” he began.

“Let’s play a game!” Bridget called, bringing us all to attention.

Nicholas’s mouth closed. He looked down.

The moment was gone.

beside the bonfire. Bridget, somehow, likely through her superb acting abilities, had

chose? «Pwo truths and a lie,” Bridget

play?” Everyone nodded, except for

to guess.” “Oh. Okay.” «p11 start,” Bridget said. Her smile was bright, though her eyes were a bit glassy. I wasn't sure how many red wines she was in, but I was hopeful that her tipsiness might give the rest of us an advantage in this

said. He grinned at her.

hear him. He wilted

at each of us, and suddenly

first person to go usually set the tone for everyone else. When Bridget had suggested the game, she had seemed to be in a good mood, full of marshmallows and wine. Now, she was taking on a more serious

very nervous. Maybe this was

I'm an actress,” she

a truth!” Jessica announced

“Wait until she is done, and then guess

her own boat drink through

smiled wider and

“Iam in love with Prince Nicholas.” My heart twisted uncomfortably in my chest. Was that a truth? Was ita