Night settled on our tiny town as Nattie and I slowly made our way on the icy-coated parking lot to get buckled in for the drive home. A misty curiosity blanketed the air for the evening travelers.
Click-click...I inched my way around the car and got myself buckled in to the seat...click. I put the car in reverse and then drive, edging my way through the parking lot to the main road. Right before we pulled out onto the main road, Nattie noticed, "Look Mama, the Moon!" I looked up and there it was-the silvery-white guest, just floating among the trees.
"The moon sure is mysterious looking tonight huh Nat?" We pulled out onto East Avenue. Nattie could no longer see the moon based on her position in the car and the direction we were driving.
"Mama, I think the moon is chasing us!"
"Maybe you're right. Let's see where it is next."
As we pulled onto the side road that leads to our house, Nat could see the moon clearly out her window. "Mama I see it again."
"Oh, yes, it looks bigger now doesn't it?"
"Yes, Mama, the moon IS following us! I love the moon!"
"I love the moon too! But I love you more!"
"I love you too Mama."
We jumped out of the car and my chatty little companion was onto grabbing at the snow in the driveway. I knew the slice had to be about our sweet conversation! Have you ever had moon talk?