Andrew Gets A Body and Madie Wants to Get Married Elizabeth finally had time the next day and was fussing away in her office. The paperwork had piled up, and she was having a WONDERFUL time caring for the minutia. Her grumbling was trying to get out of the room and maybe into the hall. The President had a habit of leaving her door open, her way of being available and approachable, but it had this disadvantage. Helping this colony, a group of dedicated individuals working towards a common goal, […]

Andrew, the Stowaway, and a Council Decision “I’m sorry, Elizabeth,” Andrew said. The rest of the family had left the dining room, their footsteps echoing in the silence. Elizabeth had to deal with this, and they knew how hard it would be. She was still sitting at the table, her head in her hands, the scent of the dinner lingering in the air. A quiet, almost moaning sound came from the human. “Why didn’t you tell me?” Elizabeth asked. “I couldn’t,” Andrew’s voice was strained, his struggle with […]

  Joan asked the alien about her eyes. “They come from the sky,” she said, smiling. “At least that is what my mother always told me.” The alien’s name was Allyahn, but affectionately (or because the abbreviation is not so different), she is called Ally by those who are close. Her eyes are not just any shade of purple but a unique hue. They are not the light violet of Elizabeth Taylor’s but a true purple, a deep and rich color that no human has ever possessed. “My planet has the regular […]

We are most unique. Never underestimate the humans, or so we say. Our cowboy and tall poppy do seek impossible odds we love to play.   We are barely alive, yet start a race. Would we survive meeting another in space.   Stephen says we can’t, the odds are for a fool. But if they are advanced, aren’t they peaceful, too?   Evolution shows us variety honed on the edge of the cruel sword. But survival means more than today alone. Celebrate the one and the many for the most reward.   Would we be […]

KYLE, THE BABIES, AND SAMMIE THE STOWAWAY Recovering in the med clinic Kyle struggled, waking up. He heard muffled conversation and a vague notion of what he was experiencing. “Look, I think he’s coming around,” Liz said. “That’s good,” a male voice answered. Kyle could feel fiddling, which brought him up further. When his eyes opened, the first sight was of the President looking down on him, no expression on her face. Kyle jerked, trying to sit up. Run? He didn’t know but remembered that […]