Children write letters and tie them to helium balloons. One note lands on a meteorite in a museum courtyard. Weeks later, a reply arrives, written in unfamiliar handwriting: "Space is quiet. How are you?" The kids form a club, mailing questions about stars, homework, and loneliness. Answers come on crisp paper, always slightly warm. When asked where the writer lives, the reply reads, "Passing by. Keep your eyes up when you wish."
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