Conversations With A Space Alien - Part Five
Mr. R Appears Late that night, long after the barn owls settled into their perches, sleep eluded me. The orb’s pale glow still danced behind my eyelids. I crept from my bed, careful not to wake my parents, and padded down the hall in my bare feet. Old Blue glanced up as I creaked open the back door... Sign in to see full entry.