Epilogue: Seeing Stars
Friday 24rd December, 2021.
Star
One moment I was listening to my Dad tell battle stories while my eyelids drooped and my mates huddled around me near the fireplace. The next thing I knew, Noah was gently shaking me awake.
“Star, Star,” he whispered fiercely.
The first thing I felt was uncomfortable. The blanket was soaked.
“Did you wet the bed?” I whispered really quietly to Noah so as not to alert the others.
“Yeah, he did, every night until age nine,” said Zaya.
“It’s actually you, Luna,” said Noah softly.
I glanced over at my twin asleep with Holly on the couch, and Mom and Dad asleep on the loveseat. I looked down at the carpet I was lying on. It was wet too and the fire in the hearth was out.
“I wet the bed?” I mumbled, confused.
“No, Baby, your wate
