She searched the sky through the little eye-sight until she found the blob, burning through the sky. But, the longer she looked, the more it moved, and not in a straight path. “Where did you go, little alien?”Ī few minutes ago, she’d seen what she thought was a simple shooting star. She bumped her glasses into the lens trying to get a good look. She set up the tiny tri-pod on top of a nearby boulder and pointed the lens skyward. But that wasn’t what had drawn her attention away from her Netflix marathon of STNG tonight. For the first time in her adult life she could see the creamy haze of the Milky Way. The view of the night sky continually awed her from up here in the outskirts of the mountain town of Estes Park. “Aha.” She pulled out the $19.99 telescope along with a chipped Death Star coffee mug tied to it with yarn and rushed back outside. “Where is it, where is it?” She shoved aside a pair of jeans she thought she’d lost, a shoe box without a top filled with old Pokémon cards, a spare set of keys to her old apartment, and a half-eaten bag of hedgehog snacks, before she found what she was looking for.

She and her big butt squeezed through spaces smaller than she ever expected she could. There was barely any room to move in this two-hundred and fifty-five square foot place as it was. Damn it, she really needed to get more organized. Kady ran back into her tiny house on wheels and rummaged through the storage space under her bench seat.

A touch of fate