POV: solar I sit down next to moon. “ Qué vamos a cenar?” I instantly ask- then remember only moon knew Spanish. “I mean- what are we having for dinner?” Sun looked at me. “You speak Spanish??” I return the stare. “ you UNDERSTAND Spanish?” Sun nodded. Joy and confusion rose in me. “ ¿para que puedas entenderme?” “Yes, sun can understand you, solar.” Moon confirmed. “Pizza, btw.” Sun announced. We talk for awhile, then I slipped up again. “ Sinceramente, me gusta más hablar español.” or, “honestly, i like speaking Spanish better.” Moon answered “than speak Spanish.” He quickly took my hand under the table. I whisper olnly for moon’s ears, “ Te amo, eres todo para mí” i love you, you are my everything.
