When they said she was stubborn they had no idea how true that would be. Once Mary got an idea in her head she would not let go, like a sloth hanging from a branch she would not budge.
It had got her into trouble plenty of times, the time she learnt about boxing and promptly punched a classmate in the face maybe hadn’t been her best use of her tenacious application of knowledge but it certainly stopped him from looking down her top so she wasn’t too bothered.
He really should be wearing a tinfoil hat, that was how it felt. Those eyes boring into him, the look of absolute disbelief. He knew what he had seen but the looks he was receiving made him want to second-guess his own senses.
He saw what he saw, he knew it. He had heard what they had said and now he was doing the right thing and telling the authorities. Only the authorities were struggling to hold back laughter as he finally broke eye contact and looked at his knees.
“Now, son. Do you think maybe you want to rethink that statement?”
A note: Not my favourite thing I've written, I'll be honest.
The safety beep came every 15 seconds, a short sharp ding that indicated only that the channel was still transmitting.
Ellie had been listening for over 14 hours, the beep being the only noise in the small room. She tapped and fiddled and paced. Nothing to do but wait for the beep again.
A note : Sorry for not posting anything Friday, I went to see Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them straight after work and was too exhausted when I got home.
Anyway, here's a kind of weird thing I wrote about stars.
Stars. Giant balls of gas floating millions and billions of miles away in space. Yet they seem so close. Almost within reach on a clear night.
They make patterns in the sky, nonsensical yet clear at the same time. We have placed them in constellations, trying to make sense of these majestic lights in the sky. We’ve given them shapes and named them. Given them meaning where there is none.
It wasn’t an invasion. It wasn’t a visit to another world. It wasn’t even a dot on a NASA telescope. It was just a gentle crash into Mary’s back garden. A thud and a hiss of steam that woke her from an uneasy sleep. She peered out into the night to see almost nothing except for a worrying bit of smoke rising from the bushes that marked the end of her property.
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