What would life be like if it never got dark out, or the sun never came up? Space may have its mysteries; it goes on and on like life and time. But so be it,� Casimir commented thoughtfully.
“Well, science aside, I see it this way. The glow of the moon illuminates hidden brightness upon the sun. I reckon that’s one of the secrets of the universe,â€? I whispered.
Casimir contemplated my words for a moment. “Well, I declare! You’re quite the poet,â€? he said, grinning.
“We’re each other’s sunshine. It’s as simple as that,â€? I murmured.
We held each other as close as we dared, dwelling in the light of the moon.