Stars
"Should I give you the usual 'how pretty are the stars, do you know where Ursa Major is' talk?" I had seen Vivian leaving the room where I and our friends were, as quietly as she could. Two minutes later I was after her. I found her lying over the grass, a hundred yards away from the Victorian house that belongs to my family, watching the starry sky. I lay beside her. I loved her, but she pretended not to know it. "I know a lot more Astronomy than you do," she replied. She never...