*Luna*
I sat and stared at my clasped hands. My fingers circled the necklace I made in art class. It's not a masterpiece, more of a simple string with a few amber-gray beads and a wolf pendant made of white howlite. I made it for Brody, although he probably won't want to wear something tacky. However, when I hold this necklace, I feel our bond. Thanks to this little thing, I know he's with me in spirit, even though he can't be with me in body and heart.
"When will this all end?" I asked, closing my eyes and letting the tears run down my cheeks.
"I want to go home, Brody. I want to go to you. We want to go to you." I cried, stroking my stomach for the first time, regretting that I agreed to no contact with him for the duration of his investigation. After all, two of his buddies had alrea
