I turned over to look at Lindsey.
She sat up,
her head tilted toward the sky.
Her lips moved in a song or a prayer,
and she looked almost pretty
until my ex-crush lay down beside her.
Lindsey’s hand ran through his hair.
A comet of jealousy streaked through me.
Was he smiling in the starlight?
Gary pulled me closer to his side.
My head rested on his chest.
His heartbeat was in tune with the earth’s movements.
In the corner of my eye,
Lindsey slowly lay back down.
The key sang on its chain,
and fell out from under her shirt.