“Quite the appetite,” Shaun says. “Good to know you’re not one of those girls who’s self-conscious about eating in front of guys. Or who doesn’t eat at all.”
“Oh, no worries there.” I grin. “I’m not afraid of food.”
Nearly an hour passes as we linger over the food and conversation. And although the sun hasn’t set yet, dusk is definitely upon us. From our view on the mountain, the sky offers an array of orangey-pink hues that’s simply beautiful. A few tiny lights can be seen as the stars begin to make a showing.
“Would it be okay if we head inside before we get locked out?” I ask. “I could really use a bathroom.”
“Not a problem. Let me put all this away and we’ll seek out Tony, the guy who’s agreed to let us in tonight.”
“Have we already missed the guided tour and commentary?”
“Not sure. I don’t know what time they officially stop for the evening. Let’s go find out.”
I help Shaun pack up the supplies, and after he folds the blanket and stows it away, we head into the main building. The last group is just finishing up and we get a quizzical look from the guide.
“I’m sorry, our last tour has just ended,” she says.
“Oh, okay,” Shaun says casually. “We’ll just use the facilities if that’s okay.”
“Sure. Right around that corner.” As she points the way, I notice a guy hanging back from the crowd, giving Shaun a nod.
“Tony?” I whisper.
“Yep. Meet you back here when you’re done.”
“Sounds good.”
After relieving myself of what seemed like a half gallon of fluid, I peer out, looking for Shaun, hoping not to run into the guide. I notice Shaun standing with Tony near the far wall and no sign of anyone else. I make my way over and I’m introduced.
“Abby, Tony. Tony, Abby.”
“Pleased to meet you,” I say. “Thanks for the private tour.”
“Not a problem. Heard good things about Shaun from our mutual friend, Andy.”
“Thanks again, Tony,” Shaun says. “This isn’t going to be a problem with the guide?She let us know that the last tour was over.”
“No worries,” he says as he has us follow him through the nearby door. “She’s actually staying for a few more hours to do some tests of her own, and I told her I’d have guests.”
“What a nice way to put it,” I say.
“Have either of you ever been up here?” Tony asks.
Both Shaun and I replynoat the same time.
“Well then, you’re in for a treat. We’ve got a clear night, perfect for stargazing. Perfect viewing for the me––”
Before Tony can continue, Shaun breaks out into a coughing fit, interrupting whatever was going to be said next.
“Are you okay? Do you need some water?” I ask Shaun.
He promptly clears his throat and says, “No, I’m good now. Tony, please, lead on to the telescope.”
“O-okay,” he hesitantly starts. “Follow me.”
We continue on into an open space that leads us to the equipment. And an impressive sight, it is. “Wow!” I exclaim.
“Sure is something, isn’t it?” Tony says, chuckling. “Let’s go up the stairs and read the stars. Astrological signs are a hobby, among other things. Abby, what’s your birthday and sign?”