Wilson’s house is infested by pesky stars that dive-bomb him when he’s cooking or trying to relax. Okay, maybe that’s an exaggeration. Possibly it’s only one star. And kinda friendly, at that.
But it keeps coming at him. Disrupting his orderly life. Distracting him while he’s cooking. He just has to deal with it. Make it behave.
He never considers the possibility that maybe it’s a sign…
Set in the same world as “The Midnight Gardner.”