“And see? That one – follow my finger – is Perseus,” Adam says eyes up, index finger pointing skyward.
“Rub my head, gorgeous,” Nigel mutters sleepily.
“And just to the right is Andromeda.”
“Mm-hmm,” Nigel says, eyes slowly closing. Adam’s voice transports him gently into an easy sleep.
“If it weren’t for the light pollution, we’d see so much more,” Adam says with a smile, looking down at the sleeping Nigel.
“Oh,” he whispers, “But you’re my favorite thing to see. Always.”
He continues rubbing Nigel’s head.
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