Page 14 of Our Moon
Now it’s his turn to look down. “It’s personal. It just didn’t feel right at the time, not something I, we, wanted to share with the world. Maybe someday,” he says as he looks back up into my eyes.
Gosh, they were right. It was personal. He must have written it about a woman, someone who he loved or who broke his heart, or both. And here I am, asking him to relive that for me. “You don’t have to play it for me. It’s personal, I get that. I’ve just been having these dreams,” I realize what I’ve just said and stop talking immediately, closing my eyes tight. I can’t believe I brought up the dreams!
“Dreams? What dreams?” he asks, lifting his right knee up on the couch and turning his body in to face me. I’m momentarily dazed by his proximity.
“It’s nothing.”
“It’s something or you wouldn’t have brought it up,” he points out.
I sigh, knowing that he’s right. I don’t want to talk to my brothers about my dreams, but maybe I could talk to Chase. “There havebeen a few dreams since I got out of the coma. Recurring dreams I guess you could say. In one, there’s a song. I just wonder if it’s the same one.”
“What are the other ones about?” he asks, that same strange look on his face.
“I don’t want to talk about those,” I say, quickly looking away.
He nods. “Okay. Well, I’ll play the song for you. If it will help you, I’d be happy to do it.”
I give him a small smile. “Thanks. I think it will give me peace of mind, you know? To be able to identify the song? And if it’s not ‘Our Moon,’ then I’m back to the drawing board.” Been hanging out there a lot lately.
He nods again, but doesn’t say anything else. We return to watching TV in silence, leaving me to wonder when he’ll play the song for me. I don’t want to ask, as it already seems this won’t be an easy thing for him to do and he’s being kind enough to do it anyway.
Our silence is broken when Trevor returns from the store. I quickly thank Chase for keeping me company and hurry off to the kitchen to get started on dinner. When he’s ready to play the song, he will come to me.
***
As it turns out, I don’t have to wait too long for Chase to come to me. That evening,I’m lying in a chaise by the pool after dinner, just staring up at the moon and the stars. Alex is still out with Joey, and Trevor had a date, so I’m all alone at the house.
I startle when I hear footsteps approaching me, not sure of who it might be. I look over my shoulder and see Chase approaching with his guitar. “Hey,” I say.
“Hey,” he says back. He sits on the chaise beside mine, sets the guitar on his lap, and starts playing. No introduction, no nothing. He just sits down and begins.
The music, it’s beautiful, and it’s just what I remember from my dreams. But the lyrics, the lyrics are what I’ve been missing all this time. They complete the song and add a whole new range of emotions.
Lying here with you,
It’s better than I imagined it would be.
Waiting here with you,
How worthwhile I know it will be.
Under our moon,
Promises made.
Under our moon,
A love I wish had stayed.
Now you’re gone,
But not that far away.
You’ll come back,
It’s all I ever pray.
Under our moon,
