SHOCKING SURPRISE

I spent the better part of the day at Indian Springs lazing around the Olympic sized pool.  The little valley that held the springs used to be a campground for the Tsonga Indians and there was a natural spring of water that came to the surface there.  The pool and grounds were built in the very early days of Montrose and it was hoped that the spring would feed the pool, but it was not enough water, so the spring was re-routed. I found that I did not have the nerve to dive off of the high board, but did some dives off of the low board.  Then, I went to sun and enjoyed that feel of the skin drying with a sort of stretching feeling. I went back home about four in the afternoon and I saw Bobby out in his front yard.  He came running to me and gave me a hug which really surprised me.  We sat on the front porch and talked.  He said his grades were coming up and seemed surprised at himself because he found his studies interesting.  But, it was clear he still practiced his meditations at his secret places.  He found an old roll away bed somewhere and had put it in the shed attached to the back of the garage,  He told me he slept there sometimes and related how in the middle of the night, he awakened and saw the old lady who lived behind him lighting his lantern which hung from a hook outside the door that led to the back yard.  "At first, I wanted to scream, but could not move nor make a sound.  It was her.....I saw her face in the light from the match.  She seemed so intense or serious.....She was in a white, flowing gown...it scared me to death...she just disappeared.  I ran into the house to my bed."  I suggested that he dreamed all of that and he said that it was no dream...it was her....it wasn't imagination either...I thought of the space craft in the garage and asked him if he would like to see a very strange airplane.  He became very intense and asked me to show it to him.  We walked back to the garage and I opened the garage door.  THE SPACE CRAFT WAS GONE !!  I felt a great  fear trying to strangle me....why can't I have a normal and sane day.  My first thought was that Jerome came and took it because I seemed to disappoint him at not being more excited about it.  I sent a mental message to Jerome and he sent one back...it was like something talking in your head.  "No, Robert, I did not take the ship. We have no use for it, however if you want to give it back and you find where it went, we will take it back"  I lost some ground with Bobby, now he thought me a liar.  I became more afraid as the Sun went down and darkness began to paint its colors.  How can I sleep not knowing where it is and how did it get there.  I wondered if it could fly itself, maybe it had a mind and was a living thing.  I hated that thing....pretty much put a dent in my plans and tranquility.. I had to make contact with it somehow  (to be continued)