Can You reach the moon?

Chapter Ten

I walked around the dark alleyways, searching for a shop that just had the very thing that I needed-donuts. I have searched everywhere and there was no shop whatsoever that sold donuts. I avoided the alleyways, of course, because I was told when I was little, "The alleyways have thieves". Suddenly, as I descended further into the murky, narrow, path, I smelt the smell of fresh glazed donuts and a clink and a clonk. I walked further and on my left, a small canteen-looking area was there. There were donuts of every kind. I felt hungry and decided to pick chocolate, sprinkled, glazed donuts, donuts with strawberry icing and rainbow sprinkles of every kind. Mm.. It was delicious. I was thinking so much about my hunger, I forgot to pay and ran off, two boxes of each flavour in between my arms.

Mum was calling, "Hi mum!" I cried, while chewing. "Hello there James-have you seen it on TV?" "Seen what?" "We've won the fifty-thousand dollar lotto!" "Uh-wai-oh, oh yeah!" I lied. "We've decided giving you twenty, while we have the thirty. Is that all right with you?" "Mum! No! That isn't fair! How come you get thirty while I get twenty!" "Dear-it isn't an even number!" I hung up.

Suddenly, I realised what's I did. Oh no... What will my parents say after I hung up the phone? All of this work and all of this, this, MONEY keeps on bringing me down. All of my problems keep on worrying me so much that I'm sort of scared to get back to the observatory. I sometimes even wonder why am I an astronomer?

I ponder for days, nights, when the sun is shining bright through my kitchen window or when rain is invited by terrifying clouds. All of this scares me, getting paid low besides the others-all of this is absolutely confusing! I had no idea what to do but I'll just have to have a holiday to calm myself down. Probably write a poem or a book or perhaps listen to some Russell Watson music, maybe the sound of an acoustic guitar or the duo of a piano and a violin. All of those things calm me down and maybe I should have a rest right now. I've been thinking too much for one day. The moonlight was shimmering out my bedroom window. I wrapped myself around my quilt and gotten myself comfortable, read myself a book or two next to an on lamp which lit up a small space. I read for hours until when I woke up the next day, I had two books in my face.

I called Rachel if she had sold her home yet and she replied, "What!? Sell my home!? You kidding me?" That irritated me-a lot. I told her about our plan and she understood.

After a few more days, Rachel and I began having good furniture, a better television and paid bills and paid for repairs of our apartment.

We eventually got married and I was the most hard-working astronomer in the observatory after Brian Liamson left. Life was good so far and me and Rachel were making it even better.

But-Rachel pregnant with triplets? No. No. No. I'll just end up calling the, the same name if I have to.