I hear him call to me.
I look back and smile at him.
"Hi, Orson." I say cheerfully.
Over the years,
I've had many visits to the Frightside,
And in every one,
I always made sure to see Orson.
Because, thought he doesn't know,
I love him.
I always have.
But, even thought his parents like me,
I'm not sure the King and Queen of the Night,
Would appreciate their son with a human.
So, I keep my love for him a secret.
Known only to me.