““Do you know what I wish?” Skylar held Xander’s hand tight as he looked up at the falling leaves. “I wish we could stand like this in Japan, under real cherry trees. Ones in bloom.” “We have real cherry trees in the United States, you know.” “The ones in Japan feel more real, somehow.” Xander smiled. “Then let’s make it a vow. Someday we’ll stand under cherry blossoms in Japan.” Skylar smiled back, and there was only weariness, no more shadows in his face now. “It’s a promise.””
