The meadow on Aunt Margaret’s mountain was filled with cousins.
“Dozens of cousins, hundreds of cousins, millions of cousins,” Katelyn sang happily as she spread out her sleeping bag. The sun was already setting behind the mountaintop. Soon Katelyn and all the cousins would settle into cozy sleeping bags and count stars. It was the Hill family annual stargazing party, and Katelyn was finally, finally old enough to stay in the meadow all night long.
“Thirteen cousins doesn’t count as dozens,” said Andy. “It’s not millions!”
“Billions of cousins!” Hana said. She plopped her sleeping bag next to Katelyn. “Trillions of cousins! Too many to count!” She and Katelyn rolled into each other, laughing and laughing.
Andy snorted and went to help Uncle David set up the telescope. Aunt Mary…