Lola and Simón live on opposite sides of the fence. Every morning, first thing, Lola looks through the fence and the tall grass at Simón. And every morning, first thing, Simón looks through the fence and the tall grass at Lola. Yet neither one says hello. Or hi. Or nice to see you today. But then, one night, Lola and Simón both see a shooting star zip through the sky. Could this shared moment be the start of a friendship? Lola y Simón son vecinos, pero nunca se saludan. Lola piensa que su vecino Simón está solo, ¿quién podría ser su amigo? Simón piensa que su vecina Lola está sola. ¿Quién podría ser su amigo? Una noche los dos ven una estrella fugaz.

Orginially published as On the night of the shooting star.