The Leo Conti Observatory wing at the hospital was the quietest place on earth. The air was cool, sterile, and smelled faintly of ionized metal and dust motes. Tonight, the dome was open, revealing a breathtaking, perfect sweep of the winter sky, and the silence was only broken by the hushed movements of our family.I stood beside the massive, gleaming telescope, watching Alessandro. His profile was sharp in the dim, red-hued safety light, completely absorbed in adjusting the intricate mechanism. The gravity of the structure, built from his grief and penance, never failed to move me. It was a cathedral to a kindness that was lost too soon.Amelia, eight years old now and fiercely dedicated to facts, was perched on a step stool, his small hands gripping the railing, his concentration intense.“Papa, are we looking at the Andromeda galaxy?” Amelia asked, his voice low and serious. “The data projections I saw online said it takes two point five million years for that light to reach us. I
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