Luke got out of bed and stood near the window. He was embarrassed. He looked through the window and saw the large field shrouded by the moonlight. It was a beautiful scene. “He’s an old friend of mines…Enzo..” He said without looking at her. “We don’t talk anymore because we fell out. Sometimes I have dreams about him.” He had to come up with a lie to cover his a$$, and he hoped this was good enough. He really didn’t like lying to Wren. He looked at her. “Sorry that I woke you up baby.”