The crew gathers on the porch step at dusk with a grown-up, warm jackets zipped. The Moon is a bright half circle.
"It is falling right now," Rocket tells everyone. "Falling around us. It just keeps missing."
Raven opens the Moon log. "What do you notice compared to last week's sketch? The lit side has grown."
A younger cousin asks why the Moon does not float away. Rocket grabs a ball to explain.
Nova hovers low, her light pointed at the ground, never at anyone's eyes. "Show them the two arrows," she says.
Rocket draws a sideways arrow and a downward arrow in the dirt. "Sideways motion plus a pull toward Earth equals an orbit."
Well done, crew. Next week you spin a disk of dust and gas and watch a solar system form.