1. This morning a whisper of moon hangs faintly in the blue sky.
2. After dark, Alec and I go out and circle the park for half an hour -- him running and me walking -- to get some fresh air. From the slope by the Compasses I see his stick figure in silhouette before the lights of Buckingham Road.
3. Tonight, the winter stars arrayed for us to wonder at.
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