Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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I think he actually forgot about those stars along with other things that had meant so much to him when he was tied to his wheelchair and couldn't do anything but wait and think. Just a one-eyed dog named Charlie and a crippled boy named Joey—but between them they changed the face of the universe ... perhaps. again. We've moved several times since just now, with the celery croppers. But everywhere we go we're reminded of them. Every time we look up at a clear night sky we see what Doc calls the Joey Pond Stellar Monument, which is nothing but a funny sort of pattern roughed in with a hundred or so stars of all sizes and colors. The body of it is so sketchy that you'd never make out what it's You're puzzled and a little spooked until you realize that the reason you can predict the action so exactly is because you've seen the same thing happen somewhere else a long time ago. I forgot the feeling when that there's no way of ever knowing for sure. I wish I'd asked Joey or Ethel, before they moved away, how Charlie that he only half heard me. "I'm moving some stars," he said softly. I gave it up and went on to my own trailer without asking any more fool questions. How can you talk to a kid like that? trying to remember just what it was about my stumbling over Joey's wheelchair that had given me that screwy double-exposure feeling of better with something cold in my hand, and by the time I had finished the beer I had my answer. it She was right about it being none of my business. I went on into the our working agreement. "I've made a day and I'm hungry." selflessness had its just reward." though he's a semi-alcoholic and lets me support him like an invalid it maybe that's why he bums around with me after the commercial I was wrong there. It wasn't comfortable, but we stayed. way we were used to living, a few weeks here and a few there, all over the States. There's no real thrill to it, as the one-day anglers find out quickly. Usually it was the life of Riley, but somehow it wasn't enough in this looking its screwball funniest with our arguments one or the other of world could—security and independence. With Charlie keeping him everything that Charlie had meant to him, then there wouldn't be any point in living." admitting that Charlie was lost. So he waited and watched, secure in But there came a night that was more than Ethel could take, a night you've seen yourself—everybody has that's got eyes to see—though you never knew what made it. Nobody ever knew that but Joey and Ethel Pond and Doc and me. " and after that we heard both of them bawling. I knew what he meant and wished I didn't. Ethel had finally told the moving the stars around worried me more, because it sounded outright crazy. Not that you could blame him for going off his head. It was tough He went on to explain that Ethel hadn't had the heart the night was over because no dog could be expected to find his way home from be the end of him if it isn't diverted into safe channels." It was about nine o'clock, when Ethel went home to cook supper. Doc and I knocked off our cribbage game and went outside with our folding chairs to get some air. It was then that the first star moved. It moved all of a sudden, the way any shooting star does, and shot across the sky in a curving, blue-white streak of fire. I didn't pay much attention, but Doc nearly choked on his beer. " I didn't see anything serious about it and said so. You can see a dozen or so stars zip across the sky on any clear night if you're in Sirius—the Dog Star, it's called—it moved a good sixty degrees, then stopped dead !" I sat up and took notice then, partly because the star really had stopped instead of burning out the way a falling star seems to do, to think about. We watched the star like two cats at a mouse-hole, but it didn't move again. After a while a smaller one did, though, and later in the night a whole procession of them streaked across the sky and fell into place around the first one, forming a pattern that didn't make any sense to us. They stopped moving around midnight and we went to bed, but neither of us got to sleep right away. "Maybe we ought to look for another interest in life ourselves instead two people ever had instantaneous and identical hallucinations." "Look," I said. "I know this sounds crazy but maybe Joey—" Doc wasn't amused any more. "Don't be a fool, Roy. If those stars with it, and the papers will explain everything tomorrow." He was wrong on one count at least. none of them explained anything. The radio commentators quoted every authority they could reach, and astronomers were going crazy everywhere. It just couldn't happen, they said. Doc and I went over the news column by column that night and I learned more about the stars than I'd learned in a lifetime. Doc, as I've said interviews with astronomers at Harvard Observatory and Mount Wilson and Lick and Flagstaff and God knows where else, but nobody could explain why all of those stars would change position then stop. months old. The speed of light is a universal constant, Roy, and astronomers say it can't be changed." "They said the stars couldn't be tossed around like pool balls, too," I pointed out. "I'm not saying that Joey really moved those damn I followed his gaze, the way you do automatically when somebody on the street ahead of you cranes his neck at something. We looked up just in time to see the stars start moving again. The first one to go was a big white one that slanted across the sky like a Roman candle fireball— zip , like that—and stopped dead That was only the beginning. During the next hour forty or fifty more stars flashed across the sky and joined the group that had moved the night before. The pattern they made still didn't look like anything in particular. The odds were even that he was pulling my leg, but I went ahead anyway "You'll know when I'm through," he said. a.m. "I can't sleep for thinking about those stars," he said, sitting on the edge of my bunk. "Roy, I'm scared ." right or natural. It just can't be, yet it is." your experts have got everything figured out, that there's nothing in they're blue in the face and they'll never learn who put those stars there. So how do they know that whoever put them there won't move them again? I've always heard that if a man had faith enough he could move "' stars?" "Why not?" I came back. "It's as good an answer as any the experts have come up with." find out tomorrow." I said I'd always thought so, but why? "Doc said this morning that I ought not to move any more stars," the kid said. "He says I ought to concentrate instead on learning how to Roy. So I'm not going to move any more stars. I'm going to move my feet." He looked up at me with his small, solemn smile. "It took me a whole day to learn how to move that first star, Roy, but I could do this after only a couple of hours. Look...." It's a pity things don't happen in life like they do in books, because or destroyed it, depending on which line would interest the most readers and bring the writer the fattest check, but of course it didn't really turn out either way. It ended in what Doc Shull called an anticlimax, leaving everybody happy enough except a few astronomers who like mysteries anyway or they wouldn't be astronomers in the first place. The stars that had been moved stayed where they were, but the pattern they had started was never finished. That unfinished pattern won't ever go away, in case you've wondered about it—it's up there in the sky where you can see it any clear night—but it will never be

<question>:
In the end,

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A after everyone ends up leaving the trailer court, Charlie finds his way home.
B Roy never hears from Joey and his mom again.
C Doc and Roy stay in touch with Ethel and Joey for many years.
D the stars go back to where they were originally, and it was like the story never happened.

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B