Enid beamed at him. "I would be honored to," she said, cheerfully. She bent ands peered through the lens of the telescope, carefully focusing it with the knobs, until she could focus on what she thought was a constellation.

Enid gasped; she could not help herself. The stars were so much brighter, so much clearer, through the telescope than they were when she peered up at the night sky on her own.

"Ursa Major, I think — come look, you're better with this than I am."