Phoenix Maplewood Distant stars

When he turned, she saw that he was young. Like her, of course, perhaps a touch younger. He wasn't cast of the same die she had come to associate with her elders, like her father or mother. Youth often allowed them the chance to detach from their earthy bounds to dream and Phoebe could not resist offering an apologetic smile for startling him so.

But of course he had been admiring the night sky; she would have been dense to believe otherwise. Yet it had been a reverent study of such a thing that made her wonder if there were more to such pinpricks of light against the darkness.

"What about them?" What about them captured his attention so? Her gaze lifted to look upon them herself, but they made little sense to her. Twinkling, distant things, long gone by the time the sun streaked the sky with a myriad of colorful shades. "You looked like you saw something up there... unless you were thinking. I didn't mean to bother you."

Her gaze leveled off with him again, this time fully apologetic.

no problem! i try to grab open threads when i see them. :)