
The fate of the stars aligning over our town! I never forgot how intricately Amanda’s mind works, but when Callie pieced together this constellation in the diner, I felt like Amanda was sitting right next to us, smiling.
Great research! Thank you Squiggles for pointing out that there are three stars on Orion’s Belt and three guides. At least we have that!
And I’ve been trying to pull together more information on the rising stars that Vampire suggested. But, I’m with you on this one BlueRoseGrey, I don’t have the “constellation-smarts” embroidered into my brain the way Callie does. So I decided to follow AwesomeAnna93’s as usual awesome lead and do some investigation on each individual star that Amanda attributed to each of the key places.
After wading ankle-deep in celestial research for about an hour, I took a break and made myself some tea. Our kitchen counter is usually spotless (my mother would clean in her sleep if she could) but I guess my brother had just gotten home and left a trail behind him, as usual. There was a copy of the Orion Tribune, so I started flipping through it. That’s when I saw it. In the Arts&Entertainment section, playing at Arcadia, was the local band “Saiph.” I nearly choked on my tea. That’s the name of the star Arcadia represents on Amanda’s map! I rushed to my book to confirm. Holy heavenly bodies!
Callie, Hal, and I immediately investigated. It was crowded and sweaty, as usual. The Saiph bandmembers had made their outfits out of bubble-wrap and you could hear them popping whenever they bumped into each other in a mock-mosh-pit dance move. Yes, well. I excused myself to the bathroom and hid out in one of the stalls, mostly to think in some semblance of peace. When I turned around, I saw the old graffiti that Callie found the first time we combed Orion for Amanda. Hal and Callie had gone to Arcadia without me, but they thought it was a lost cause until they were about to leave and Callie found herself exactly where I was now:
I nodded and started to follow him up the stairs when all of a sudden the fifty million cups of coffee I’d drunk caught up with me. For a brief second, I was afraid I might actually have an accident right there. I tugged on Hal’s shirt “I’ll meet you outside,” I said. No way was I going to shout, I have to pee at the top of my lungs. He cupped his ear and shook his head. I pointed toward the exit and mouthed, One minute. Hal nodded.
It took me about five minutes just to find the bathroom, and if I hadn’t had to pee so bad, I would have been sorry to find it at all. The floor was sticky and there wasn’t any paper and the seat wasn’t exactly sterile. Oh well, when you’ve gotta go, you’ve gotta go. It wasn’t until I’d zipped up my pants and turned to flush the toilet that I saw it. Written in bright silver pen that shone against the black of the tiles even in the dim light of the bath- room were five words, all in capital letters.
“AMANDA VALENTINO WHERE R U?”
But now, in purple ink, something else was written underneath it! The graffiti was altered!!!
“Farewell, dear friend, and when we meet,
In desert waste or crowded street,
Perhaps before this week shall fleet,
Perhaps to-morrow.
I trust to find YOUR heart the seat”
