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Mira pressed her nose to the window on a clear autumn night. She opened her blue notebook and began to count the stars.
The Night the Stars Lined Up at the WindowStars queue at a child's window asking for names, and the child learns that naming something can make it feel less far away.
1. Mira pressed her nose to the window on a clear autumn night. She opened her blue notebook and began to count the stars.
2. The first stars were easy to count. Then they spread across the sky like crumbs on a giant blue table.
3. Mira counted again. One, two, three. A tiny star blinked at the glass, as if it had lost its place.
4. Then came a soft tap. Another tap followed. Mira held her breath and listened.
5. Five stars waited outside. They stood in a shining queue, each one twinkling politely.
6. Mira opened the window a crack. The golden star leaned near and asked, “What is my name?”
7. Mira studied the star’s warm, buttery glow. “You are Buttercup,” she said. The star shone brighter.
8. The white star came next. Mira saw its cool, clear light and named it Pebble. “Pebble,” she repeated, so it would not forget.
9. The blue star had a quiet, deep glow. “You are Bluebell,” said Mira. The long sky suddenly seemed a little smaller.
10. “Rosie,” Mira named the pink one. “Mint,” she named the green one. The queue twinkled like a friendly little parade.
11. When the queue was gone, Mira looked up. Thousands of stars still waited in the distance, and one small silver star seemed unsure.
12. Mira lifted her pencil. “You can be Silver,” she called. The little star brightened, and the whole sky felt nearer.
13. Mira closed her notebook. Buttercup, Pebble, Bluebell, Rosie, Mint, and Silver shone above her roof.
14. The stars were still far away. But now Mira knew their names, and far away did not feel quite so far.
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