When the clock strikes twelve and the moon is full, you’ll hear a song, a song so sweet and soft that you’ll only hear it if you are in the right place at the right time.
“ I refuse. ” I said even though Evie would not stop bugging me. “ Look, ” she sighed “ I know you miss Patti and I do too I really really do, but we can’t stay cooped up in here all summer ”
“ We sure can. ” I mumbled,
“ Argh your so stubborn. ” she said running her olive hand through her dark brown hair “it's a full moon tonight” she said a hopeful look in her eyes “ We should go to the beach like we used to. ”
“ Fine. ”
I walked along the sand, I’d forgotten how beautiful the moon was, it lay on the surface of the water as if resting on a bed of silver silk. The rest of the world was distant. I felt myself walking towards the water, the waves caressed her bare feet. Dropping the picnic basket next to me I took another step, suddenly the ground started to shake then I realised it was just Johnny “ C’mon! ” he said “ You are too close to the sea, we can’t have our picnic here. ” reluctantly I followed him to a large rock