“Laura? Is something wrong?” Nathan breaks through my thoughts. “Nothing... just thinking, as usual.” Thinking hurts. You over think and talk yourself into things you shouldn’t and create fears and pains that aren’t there. “About what?” Nathan says, and I wonder if he really wants to know. “ Just that..we are all scared all the time. I can see it, I feel it. Even if we smile and laugh and take hot baths we are scared... and Isaac is the only one who isn’t, other than the Twins because they don’t know and I hate it. I wish we could be happy and free and you didn’t have to hide.” I spill out, words running like water. “What’s the point of wishing things for us? We aren’t worth anything.” Nathan says, quiet and conflicted. I had no idea he felt this way. “No! Never say that!” I protest. “I’m just a filthy star - I’m not worth anything.” he chokes out. “You are the perfect star to wish on. All I ever wish for is something about you. You are my best friend and you are worth..everything to me. Who cares about what Hitler thinks?” I can feel the tears in my throat. Nathan smiles one of his broken smiles. I want to fix it. This poor thing beyond repair. “ Laura...I..lo” he stutters. “Nathan?” “I just....thank you, Laura.”