“I don’t believe we’re doing this again,” Deimos commented.
Mira and Kalmin sat beside him, their heads on his shoulders, a blanket wrapped around them. They were out on the observation deck again, leaning against the wall and looking across the railing at the pale blue sky. Once again, they were on a deck watching the sun rise two days in a row. Minus the wine. But plus warm juice boxes and leftover Oreos and crackers. After at least a solid three hours staring at the planetarium and occasionally falling asleep, the three of them hiked back down to the truck to hunt out supplies. Originally they were all going to sleep in the trunk, but Mira egged them on to watch the sunrise. She bribed them with a free breakfast at the local diner on the way. Guy Fieri visited the place. So all of the
