Jenny sat on her window seat staring into the night sky. Stuffed animals snuggled in round her patiently waiting for a bed time hug. The night light by the bed gave the room a soft glow and the moon lit up the window.
‘I wonder if there is someone on the moon’, Jenny whispered into the ear of Jerry the monkey that had curled his long arms around her neck.
There was no answer of course but Jenny continued to speak softly. ‘One day I want to fly in a rocket ship and visit the moon. He looks so lonely way up there.’ Her voice faded and her eyelids drooped.
‘Will you take me with you?’
‘Who said that?’
Jenny turned to see all the animals smiling at her.
‘Which one of you can talk?’
‘All of us’, they said in unison.
‘But you’re not real!’
‘Yes, we are.’ Jerry loosened his hold and slid to her lap. ‘Why do you think the moon is lonely?’
Jenny blinked rapidly before answering. ‘Well, look at him. He just hangs there all night every night. I never see anyone out there with him.’
‘Just like us.’ He nodded to his friends who quickly nodded back.
Betsy the cow mooed loudly. ‘We sit and watch the moon all night every night.’
‘Why?’, Jenny wanted to know.
Jerry answered. ‘Because you only take one of us to bed.’
‘But there’s no room for all of you. I don’t want anyone to fall out while I’m sleeping.’
‘Oh, it’s OK really’, Marty the rhino replied. ‘We like watching the moon too. We’re his friends.’
They were all watching the moon when Jenny heard another voice.
‘It’s time you were in bed.’
‘Can I take my toys?’
Mum kissed Jenny’s forehead. ‘Not all of them. The moon needs his friends.’
Jenny smiled but didn’t open her eyes as her mum place her in her bed and left the room.
‘Good night Mum. Good night moon.’
And the animals on the window seat just watched the moon.
© Chrissy Siggee – 2019