“Sit. The show starts soon.”
Trev collapsed into a seat. Zen settled beside him. She rested her hand, warm and slender, on his wide and rough one, where their chairs shared a common arm.
It was as if she belonged here.
She did.
“You are…”
“Shh. Don’t spoil it.”
“But, why?” Before he had even completed the cogent thought, the question had spilled forth.
She nodded toward the dome above him as the chair tipped them slowly back until they faced mostly upward into the planetarium dome.
The lights began to dim revealing a cloud-scattered sky glowing in the last light of the day spread wide across the half dome of the planetarium arcing above them.
A piece of soothing classical music eased the setting of the sun. The stars began to shine forth, first one twinkler, then another. A dusti
