Katie put all the crayons and coloring pencils back in the box.

“It’s time to put those away, Zoe,” she said. “Your parents will be mad at me if they catch you up at this hour.”

Zoe kept drawing in her book. She looked very determined to finish her project.

“Zoe,” Katie said.

Zoe drew and drew, her head down, eyes intent.

“Zoe, c’mon.”

“All done,” Zoe said.

Zoe showed Katie her drawing.

“What is it,” Katie asked.

“It’s a message.”

“What do you mean?”

Zoe ran to the sliding glass door, stepped outside, and pointed to the dark sky.

© Josslyn Rae Turner
Photo by Kent Bonham

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