“I can see it now,” she said, pointing excitedly to the sky.
Outside their house was a grassy area where they spread their blanket to sit on. The smell of the earthen fragrance from the dew on the grass and the chilly wind sent shivers down their skin that they made themselves smaller in their jackets.
It was 2:30 in the morning of June 24. Yesterday, they heard the news about the planetary alignment that was said to be a rare phenomenon and they purposely woke up early just to get the perfect spot for stargazing.
“Are you sure that’s it?” he asked hesitantly. “I think those are just dust in the heavens.”
“Well, I can’t blame you if you don’t have microscopic eyes like mine,” she teased as she stretched her hands to the horizon, as if trying to hold the universe in her hands.
“If you say wearing glasses means having microscopic eyes, then that’s a lie.”
She lowered her glasses and raised her eyebrow to confront his sarcasm. He didn’t mind her. Instead, he squinted his eyes, trying to zoom in on the tiniest details.
“I’m still not convinced.”
“You better be! I’ve been studying the planets for five years now.”
“Yeah right. In a formal education?”
“Hey!” she nudged him on his elbows. “That doesn’t mean all my self-learning is worth nothing.”
