certainly don’t.”
He put out the candle. “We won’t need this now.”
“Look, some have colors! That one is reddish.”
He chuckled. “Yeah.”
I tapped his thigh. “Look, look. Look at those three stars in a line there.”
“That’s Orion’s belt,” he replied. “And that red one you saw, that’s his shoulder.”
I looked back down at him.
“In Greek mythology, Orion is a mighty hunter.” He took my hand and traced the outline of Orion’s body. “And that one there, the one that looks blueish is his leg.”
“Wow.”
“According to the story, Orion fell in love with Merope, the daughter of Oenopion the king of Chios, and wanted to marry her. But Oenopion was opposed to the marriage. Orion attempted to seize Merope by force, but the giant scorpion, Scorpio, stung Orion and killed him.”
He turned me around and pointed to an even redder star. “And those stars right there, they are Scorpio. They are on opposite sides of the sky to avoid further conflict between the two.”
I was impressed. “How does a medical doctor know this?”
“My mother had a keen interest in the stars and also in the stories around them. She had many books on them. Kwabena has chewed them all and will never let anyone rest.”
“Oh, okay. That certainly sounds like him.”
“He’s a good kid. Want to hear some more?”
I nodded.
“Did you just nod in the dark?” he asked, trying to hold back laughter.
I laughed as well. “Mmai! But you saw me, didn’t you?”
He took my hand again and pointed at what looked like a small, elongated cloud. “It would be much easier to see with a pair of binoculars, but that’s Andromeda.”
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