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“What’s that?”

But Glom turned to the camera, his three eyes soft. “I learned this from the fireflies of Sector 7,” he said, his voice echoing. “But I learned patience from Sata Jones.”

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The offers poured in like rain on Venus.

“I miss the smell of ammonia rains,” he told her one night, his voice a low thrum. “And the silence. Your world is very loud, Sata Jones.” “What’s that

Glom tilted his head, a gesture he’d learned from her. “I could rotate my head 360 degrees on the ballroom floor. The judges would give a ten.”

Glom started to change. He’d spend hours staring at the moon, his translator chip spitting out sad, low-frequency pulses. He stopped mimicking her dance moves and started meticulously drawing star charts on her walls with a crayon. The offers poured in like rain on Venus

Sata felt a cold knot tighten in her stomach. She’d been so busy building a star that she’d forgotten he was a person. An alien person with a home 400 light-years away.

Sata Jones had a secret that would have broken the internet.