At quarter after, Duncan took her hand in his and kissed the side of her head. “Don’t worry.”

“I can’t help it. What if it’s something horrible?” She spoke softly as not to disturb the others waiting.

He squeezed her hand and looked at her with eyes as deep brown as her own. “What if it’s not? Maybe it’s the opposite. Maybe you’re healed!” His expression was hopeful.

She couldn’t help but giggle at that and tousled his auburn waves. “If only.”

“Miracles can happen.”

The office door opened then. “Shannon.”

Duncan gave her a quick squeeze. “I’ll be right here.”

She stood and walked nervously behind the nurse, who took her weight and height and blood pressure and left her in a room alone to wait for Dr. Ludwig. The minutes crawled, and her mind traveled back to the night before her first visit to this office ten years ago.

The stars were brighter than she’d ever seen them before. Maybe it was being out in the country, in the middle of nowhere, parked at Zeb’s uncle’s farm, with no city lights nearby. Or maybe it was just lying in the back of Micah’s truck, snuggled up under the quilt Nana and her sisters had made when she’d graduated high school in June, that made everything seem better. She didn’t care. All she cared about was Micah’s arms wrapped around her.

“I wish this summer could go on forever.” Shannon leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

He hummed his appreciation. “Me too.” His arms tightened around her as they both gazed up at the night sky.

“Ooh, ooh, shooting star!” Shannon shrieked as one of the twinkly lights above shot across the sky and faded out.

Micah laughed.

“What? Didn’t you see it?”

“I saw it.”

“Aren’t you impressed? I love shooting stars.”

“Then you’re gonna be really happy tonight.”

She propped herself up on her elbow to face him. “Why?”

“There’s a meteor shower happening tonight.”

“Are you serious?” She lay back next to him again and trained her eyes on the sky, shifting her focus back and forth, searching for another.

“Did you see that one?” Micah suddenly asked.

“Where?”

“To the right.”

“I missed it.” She pouted.

He rolled onto his side, nuzzling her neck. “You’re so cute.”

She pushed at him playfully.

“You just keep watching the sky, and I’ll watch you.” He planted a row of kisses from her ear to her shoulder.

“Micah, you’ll miss it.”

He pressed his lips to her cheek. “I’m not missing a thing.”

She giggled as he started humming the Aerosmith song that had become theirs. “Now who’s cute?”