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.
This short story is part of the Uncollected Anthology series.
uncollected: not collected or gathered together
oxymoron: a combination of words that have opposite or very different meanings
The Uncollected Anthology series is indeed an oxymoron. Sprung from the minds of seven fabulous authors who love fantasy, short stories, and each other’s writing, the series’ main goal is to bring you quality urban fantasy fiction.
Every three months, the authors pick a theme and write a short story for that theme. But instead of bundling the stories together, they each sell their own stories. No muss, no fuss—you can buy one story, or you can buy them all. (We’ll be honest: we hope you buy them all!)
Uncollected Anthology: When you can’t get enough of the stories you love.
And our extra special guest author, Anthea Sharp!