August
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Saturday. Genova occupied most of August. Tia occupied most of the Genova gossip. Dad occupied most of the sensible conversation. Yuri occupied more of my thoughts than I will admit outside this sentence.
Summer is nearly over.
Rude.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.