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
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
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
SOBERING NEWS AND A GAMBLE The second day of school was done. Liz let out a big sigh. The rest of the family came in sluggishly. It had been a long day. Andrew had prepared spaghetti and meatballs, one of the kids’ favorite dinners, and added wine for the parents. “Thank you for this, Andrew,”