The Brightest Star
Derek walked up to the bar, desperate to drown his loneliness. “Beer please. Any beer will do.”
The bartender returned with a bottle of Blue Moon.
Derek groaned. Of all the beers in the pub, this is what the bartender served an astronomer. Obviously, he wasn’t permitted to forget his work tonight.
Looking across the room, he smiled.
She sat alone at the end of the bar; radiating beauty, attracting him with her personal gravity from light years away.
He didn’t need a telescope to know the truth.
She was the brightest star in the universe of a crowded room.
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