Chapter 6

     It took about a year to finally move on... for my whole family. My aunt Luna came and stayed about 6 weeks and basically shared a room with me but used Jacob's when he was out-which tended to be most of the time. My aunt Luna cooked while my mom worked-she recently found a job at a clothing store-and took me to school. When I finally stopped going to school, we started home-school and that was sure a dread. Aunt Luna went from cooking to homework in five seconds, and I constantly had potato crumbs and spills of my sheets. My dog went nuts. My mom started an online clothes store and stopped working at the one down town. She had a really hard time sewing so Aunt Luna saved the day again. My Aunt Luna seemed to know it all but never seemed stressed...How jealous I was! My mom felt like she could just start a business and soon enough catch the hang of things, but everything just turned out to be another thing for Luna. One night when Jacob took my mom to the park for a picnic-she was on the verge of losing it again- I found Luna relaxing on the sofa. "Luna...?" I asked. She jerked her head up and rolled her eyes to look at the ceiling when she saw the homework I was holding. She patted the seat next to her, "What do you say we just give up this whole 'homework' thing." I smiled shyly, "It wouldn't get done even if we didn't." Luna grabbed half my stack of papers and smiled, "One three, we are going to throw these stupid papers behind us... literally and mentally. And leave them there." I relaxed in the couch and steadied my papers in my hand. "One, two, THREE!" I thought the papers would fall a lot quicker but Luna laughed and pointed out the pages we had spent countless hours on before they hit the ground. "So much for Algebra." I hugged Luna and she stared at the large snow papers we had int he living room. "Even when things go, we have to let them go, or else we find ourselves stuck and going nowhere." It was quiet. It was sweet. And it was the most amazing thing other than playing on-top-of the baseball sand. 
     It was when I realized I needed to go back. Because I left something there.