Fun Size and I sat cuddled on the boat while dad drove around. We were fighting for inches of the blanket we were using to keep warm. Another one sat in the back of the boat, while another fiddled with his Ipod to create a playlist, while dad gave the oldest a driving lesson. Fun Size thought we saw shooting stars — here among those clouds, screeching between the clouds. We weren’t sure if they were stars or satellites. But, with so many, we assumed they were shooting stars… or we just pretended we saw them — but we both saw the same ones, whatever they were, at the very same time. And everyone yelled about the flash being too bright from my camera, so I stopped taking photos.
