Just a scoop of Huckleberry

Cinnamon

We went bike riding. Or she did. I was wheeling my chair and she rode her teal park bike down the block of her street. The wind pushed against our back as we drove down the hill. A faint waft of cinnamon tickled my nose and I trailed it all the way to her hair which smelled strongly of shampoo. She laughed and a breath of sugar escaped her lips.

She leaned her bike up against a tree and sat down on the grassy area in the park. I sighed and wheeled over to her. She glanced at me before laying back against the ground. She looked up and I did to. I could see the dawn approaching and the sun fading. The moon glowed bright in the sky before the stars came to join it.

"Leo,"Kassie began."Ever wonder why stars were put into the sky?"

I shifted my glance to her and raised in eyebrow,"I don't know."

She closed her eyes,"Well, what do you think?"

I paused,"Maybe they were meant to take care of the moon."

She half smiled. "Yes. I quite like that theory."

I took a moment to think."In this case Kassie, I think you are the moon and I am the closest star to you."

She opened her eyes and looked at me adoringly. The scent of cinnamon drew us closer. It made my stomach churn. "But you will always be the moon and I will be your shining sun."

A shooting star rolled across the sky and we both made a wish. Little did I know, sometimes all wishes can come true.