"Auntie Regina?"

"Oh," Regina Theodoric turned at the sound of her neice's voice, blue eyes which had been fixed on the night sky now coming to rest on her. She smiled, "I didn't notice you standing there."

The young girl nodded, stepping closer to gaze up at the stars too. "I know.. Aunt Reggie, I always think about cousin Boo when I see stars. Do you think she's up there with them?"

When she spoke next, Regina sounded far away. "Of course, honey. She's playing in the stars."

This answer seemed to satisfy the eleven-year-old. "I miss her."

"Me too."