The Wake-Up Call

They reached the roof and gaped at a large, ornate gazebo. “It’s a building on top of a building,” Frannie exclaimed, “a glass hexagon with a roof and invisible walls. Wouldn’t this be perfect for a spring wedding?”

“Perfect… and a great place to do a little star gazing with a handsome guy,” said Missy, as enchanted as Frannie. “Mom was right. This is a special place. Can’t you just see women in long dresses and men in tuxes dancing under the stars? It reminds me of the Sound of Music. I can almost hear the music and see Liesl and Rolfe dancing.”

“Look there,” Frannie pointed. “Bushes and trees are growing up here. It’s like a fairyland in the sky. Geez, it’s hot up here!”

“Boy, you do talk fast. I think the telescope is behind those tall shrubs. Plants grow anywhere in the South, as long as there’s water.”

“WOW!” The two girls peeked around the tall shrubs at the huge telescope mounted on a revolving platform that provided an unobstructed view of the sky in every direction.

“I hope they have some special event up here when it is cooler. Frannie said. “This could be major fun.”