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"Do you see the man in the moon?" he asked me. I turned to look at the moon. Esau bent down so his head was level with mine. He pointed.

"Right there," he said. "Do you see him? He's sitting on the edge of that big crater. They left him there when he landed, by accident. They forgot him. Now he just sits there and thinks."

I squinted hard and said, "I see him!" We stared at the moon for awhile. "What does he eat?" I asked.

"Moonflowers."

"Is he lonely?"

Esau said, "Oh yes. He's very lonely."

"That's sad."

"But see where the light comes down from the moon and hits the lake?"

I nodded.
I would see anything my brother wanted me to see.

"Sometimes he slides down the moonbeam and goes swimming and talks to fish."

"Then why can't he just go home?"

Esau straightened up, and we turned toward the house. "He doesn't remember home anymore," Esau said. "Moonflowers make you forget things like that."