Page 73 of Total Lunar Eclipse

Smooth-ass motherfucker.

“Hey!” Mars roars. “Dickhead’s my name!”

“You’re all dickheads!” Zahra shouts back.

“Even me?” Jupiter wants to know.

“Especially you!”

“She’s still not over what I did, is she?” he asks to no one in particular.

“Nope,” Mercury answers him. “That’s why I’m her favorite.”

“Ha!” Zahra scoffs. “You fucking wish!”

What are the other boxes for?” I ask her, noticing three other boxes under the tree.

“Oh. . .I got crayons for Edgar and Lilith. . . and, ah, Moon.”

“You gotMoona crayon?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes!” she defends. “She’s good now and needs our love.”

I scrub a hand over my face.

“Well, what did you get them?” I demand impatiently.

“Don’t use that tone of voice on me,” she commands. “I got LilithBad to the Boneblack; Edgar hasRide meand it half black and half white, like him. Get it?Ride me, because he’s a horse?”

“We get it,” My twin says while Pluto groans at her awful pun.

“And Moon’s?” Sunny urges.

“Oh,Hoaryivory.”

“Whoreyivory?” I choke out.

“Fitting,” is all Mars adds.

“And I had one more made. It’s special. It’s a rainbow crayon that just saysTrust Tree Sister for Life.”

“Um, ok. Whose is that one?” Jupiter queries.

“Just some friends of mine that always have my back,” she supplies unhelpfully.

Will I ever understand this woman?

“Nope, never,” Neptune confirms, catching my mental musings.

Well, fuck.

This is going to be long-ass human life, but I can’t imagine spending it without our Venus.

“Where do you think she is?” Zahra suddenly asks.

“Who?” Pallas wonders, not understanding Zahranese.

“Moon,” Air supplies, understanding out woman easily.