Written by Jacob Ibrag
‘It’s going somewhere, can’t quite make it out
just yet.’ She hands him the telescope as he walks over
to the closet. ‘And what am I supposed to do with that?’ She
inquired. ‘We’re close and she knows you have loose lips, what
should I say if she asks for answers?’ Storing away the star gazing
equipment, he looks at her and asks for forgiveness. ‘Tell her I
miss the way she makes fun of me, and that I’m taking her
for a spacewalk tomorrow instead of my little sister.’
