We get to the park at 11:30 am, and there are a few families here as well. Molly grabs her little bucket with sand toys in it and heads straight to the large sandy area. “She loves playing in the sand,” Lexi tells me.
We set up the blanket and sit on it, facing Molly so we can watch over her. She starts playing with another little boy in the sand, and I’m dying to hear what Lexi has to say.
“Ok, the suspense is killing me. When are you going to move to Black Moon?” I ask.
She chuckles and then pauses. It seems like the longest pause. I’m holding my breath hoping she tells me what I ache to hear. I can’t imagine heading back to Black Moon without her, and only seeing her a day and a half a week. How am I supposed to get closer to either of them seeing them so little? I’m an Alpha of a h
