Chapter 9
Endymion stared up at the night sky. There were a few stars visible, so some of the leaves and flowers in the garden in his backyard seemed to glow. Or maybe that was due to the light coming from the standing lamp he had dragged out from his storage room. He was lying on his back on a huge picnic mat he inherited from his grandmother. Darwin and Kellan were on either side of him. The three of them were stuffed full after a sumptuous dinner, which they purchased at the Chinese diner near his house. They were starving, so they didn’t chat much during the meal. It took them less than twenty minutes to finish off everything.
“This is nice,” Darwin muttered out loud while folding both arms on the back of his head, so he could cushion it with his palms. “I love how cool and windy you
