The most important thing, however, was that the boy from the past had now become her boyfriend.
Once at Blue Star, once across the stars, and the first encounter in her memories.
She wondered if this could be considered a love spanning three lifetimes.
It was so embarrassing, unbearably embarrassing.
Hannah hugged her bent knees and then buried her head in them, with her falling hair perfectly covering her profile.
She sighed silently, but Arnold thought she was sad.
The man who had only barely managed to sit still was suddenly flustered. He opened his mouth to call "Hannah," but the words just wouldn't come out.
All he could do was put down what was in his hands and then get up to walk over carefully.
Hannah hadn't noticed until Arnold settled beside her, and then she slowly shifted her feet and turned around.
Facing the stone wall, not wanting to face him, leaving only a fuzzy back of the head.
"Hannah," he called her name.
