She worked overtime again and slept through the eclipse the next day, but no worries, she swiped through all the pics when she finally woke up. Sure, she thought. Sure, crescent-shaped light was super cute, but what she had was no shadow play: SHE GOT TO SEE A PRIVATE DANCE OF SHOOTING STARS EVERY DAY OF THE YEAR THIS WAS NO COME AND GO THING THIS WAS NO CELESTIAL TIME OFFER THIS WAS (PROBABLY) WHAT THEY CALL EVERLASTING LOVE AND SHE HAD IT ALL JUST OUTSIDE THE BACK DOOR.