It's a speck of dot

"Now, put your finger there."

"Here?"

"A little bit here," he nudge my hand a little bit to the right, "perfect."

"Then?"

"And then, he'll tap the star, yes! just like that," he smile as I gestured my hand tapping invisible screen in front of me, "and draag all the way to the left."

"Oh!" I gasped as a falling star coincidentally swooshed across the sky.

"Whoa, that's cool."

"Right timing?"

"Right timing," he smiled, "but I prefer to believe you are the SkyFolder."

I smiled. He grin. That ugly grin. Damn. How could I met someone like him?

"Well, okay, now try to connect that star.." he continue to lecture me, on top of our roof, in the middle of the night, under the gaze of million stars.

image by gurmit singh