เขา He reached into his pack for the moon book. To his surprise, it was as light as a feather! He found a picture of footprints on moon. He read. The moon has no rain or wind to blow the dust around. So footprints will never wear away naturally, not even in a billion years. “Oh, man,” Jack said. The moon was the stillest place he had ever, ever been It was as still as a picture. And its stillness would never, ever end. Jack stared at the ink-black sky. A lovely blue-and-white ball glowed for away Earth. For the first time, it really hit Jack. They were in outer space