Jane sighs with relief, finally out of her pinchy work flats, braless and comfy in soft, worn jeans and T-shirt. After the oppressive and unusual heat these last days, the evening is blessedly cool. The hedges and trees whisper amongst themselves in the light breeze as they hide her from neighbors’ prying eyes.
She hugs the stray dog, her dog now, and looks up at the sky, clear of cloud cover for once but washed flat by the moon and the glow of city lights.
Few jobs, high rents, unfriendly people, aren’t even what’s really wrong with this place: It’s the whole damned sky. How long has it been since she’s had stars to look at?
This is a Six Sentence Stories vignette from The Life and Times of Jane Doe. The cue was “star.”
Fun Six Sentence Stories from other writers can be found here.
99 Monkeys 
I think we all have the ideal sky to see in the morning, during the day and at night. I really like playing chasey withe moon as she darts in and out of the clouds.
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My favorite sky has Venus. Her morning and evening phases feel different from each other, but I love them both. And the moon is always magical. 🙂
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Last night i really needed some down time and went out to the front lawn. I am so grateful for a lack of light pollution.
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Lucky you! You can do some impressive stargazing with simple binoculars.
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One of the few amazing things we have here in barren West Texas is a huge sky canopy without city lights to dim the view. Sitting in the hot tub underneath the stars is magical!
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I am so jealous of your sky! That’s what I miss about rural Nevada the most, is the jewel-studded night sky.
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Fantastic! I was discussing this phenomenon the other day with a class — how light pollution blocks the stars from view. This nails that sensation with the added bonus of toiling away beneath a sky absent of stars, and we will toil regardless because ultimately we know they are there even when we can’t see them.
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Thank you!
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