The blanket was in a lump on the floor, kicked off during a nightmare that woke him.
One adhesive glow-in-the-dark star shone on the ceiling.
The rest had been removed years before.
Strange to stay in one bedroom all your life, but that was the way it had worked.
Comfort? Sure.
Stagnant? Surer.
He had wanted to go to space so badly as a child.
Zoom among the …
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