Look up at this starry sky. We are like those shining stars, Ruby. We will be under this same sky, no matter where we are. You remember that. (from Love, Ruby Lavendar by Deborah Wiles)
For Shanna, who is moving to Boston. There are some Texans who will miss you a lot. But I have determined not to write a melodramatic post that will cause our readers to roll their eyes while we both dry ours.