"The galaxy is on Orion"s belt," she said softly. Matteo burst out laughing: he was teaching Zoe some astronomy and every time she heard the constellation Orion, she quoted Man In Black.
Zoe put her head on Matteo"s arm and followed the direction indicated by his index finger, towards the stars.
They had emptied their backpacks, made some sandwiches and had eaten in front of the embers, then they had found a blanket in the locker and went to lie down on the riverbank.
It seemed like a dream.
The light of the Yurt illuminated the surrounding clearing through the large window looking out to nature; the cool wind was skating between the branches of the trees.
And then the Jacques Cartier river had captured them like a source of magic: the sun had kissed it as it faded and had awakened
