Daddy threw his arms wide like the whole sky had just told him a secret. “Stars are born in giant clouds of gas and dust!” he said. “Gravity squeezes the cloud tighter and tighter until the middle gets super hot. Then BOOM, a new star starts shining!” Aura’s eyes grew wide. “And long ago,” Daddy added, pointing to the sky, “some old stars exploded and spread stardust everywhere. That dust helped make new stars, planets, grass, birds… and even us.” Aura covered her mouth. “Whoa.” Hamza calmly pointed up at the stars. Mummy laughed softly. “He’s not wrong.”