Night has fallen, the moon is high in the sky shining down upon us in the garden like a dim spotlight casting everything else into the shadows. It seems larger here, but I suppose everything is bigger and better here—more vibrant—so it makes sense that the moon would be too. Of course maybe everything seems different because I feel different now. It's probably a little bit of both. As I stare up into the sky I notice a sliver of a shadow beginning to conceal the moon's blazing glory. At first I think that maybe it's a cloud but the way it's slowly moving its way across the moon makes me think otherwise. As the shadow creeps across the shining surface, everything darkens. “What's that?” I ask, pointing up to the intruding shadow. Jacoby is staring up at the sky too. “Look.” He points. “A lunar eclipse.” “Really?” I glance back up towards the heavens.
