Cassie housed the night sky in a glass jar on her dresser. A few stars, Pluto and a black hole for just in case. Nothing no one would miss. It had been a gift from a strange man that she knew only as the Doctor. No address. No phone number. Only an untrackable blue box that made the most peculiar of noises. He saved her life and she hadn’t thanked him.
One night, desperate and filled with guilt, she dropped a handwritten note inside the jar.
The next morning as she examined the glass jar there was a meteor shower. She breathed a sigh of relief. He was still watching her. Unforgettable, just as he was to her.
Tommy wanted to see the world, so his mother bought him a map, but it wasn’t enough. So she bought him a globe, but still, Tommy ached for more. His geography teacher, Mr. Petunia, remarked to his mother at the parent-teacher conference that he was an excellent student, very attentive, A++.
But at every other subject, he failed. Terrible at math, english and his spelling was horrendous.
“What am I going to do with you? Your head’s always in the clouds.”
Nothing mattered more than travel. Instead of sleeping, he spent the night looking out at the stars though his telescope. Maybe there was a way to escape.
His mother thought there was something wrong with his head, so she sought medical advice.
If only his mother knew that his pediatrician wasn’t a real doctor.