I FOUND MY SPACE SHIP

I returned home from visiting with Bob and the Police.  Sarah's son's words rang in my ears...."It was like she just went out through the roof"   It bothered me a great deal to remember how Jerome parked the ship in garage by flipping a switch and just going through the roof and parking with no damage to roof.  It is a very scary thing to doubt your own sanity.  I went out to the garage and opened the door; the ship was still gone.  I then, walked into the garage and ran into something I couldn't see.  I stuck my arm out and did a pat down until my hand came to rest on a smooth surface.  Oh my word, the ship WAS there.  Then I remembered I had failed to turn off the invisible mode switch.  I remembered the goggles hanging above my seat and how they would allow me to see the ship when it was in the I. mode.  I felt around and found the hatch door and opened it.  I patted around and found the feel of the goggles and brought them outside the ship and they became visible. I put the goggles on and there she was.  I leaned inside and turned off the I. switch and there she really was !   I felt a sense of relief, at least some body didn't steal it so he could kidnap Sarah Henry !  I saw Bob ambling down my driveway.  I quickly shut the garage door and went out to see what he wanted.  He wanted to come inside my house and check it out, which sounded reasonable to me.  We went in and he asked if he could just walk around and I said "sure."  I heard closet doors opening and closing, then I heard him go into kitchen and open the refridgerator.  Nosey little fart was I !!   Then he came in and sat down and just stared at me.  "What are you staring at?"  I asked.  "I was staring at you because my parents think you look like me when I am old!" he said.  "They mentioned that little droop of your upper lip in the middle and how wide your head is over the ears."  Bobby said.     I asked what he thought and he told me I didn't look like anything he had ever seen.  I asked "Do you mean anybody?"...  "Yes, anybody.....why did you shut the garage door so fast when you saw me?"  "  I was through in there and I saw you coming....is there anything you would like to visit about, Bob?"   "Well....I have some good buddies 'round here...Philip on the corner, Marshall down Las Palmas,  Peter over on Angelus.  Last Summer we formed a gang."   I asked, "what did you call yourselves?"  "We were Hitler's Little Storm troopers"  Philip and I made several raids...we attacked the Brann's house with pea shooters and lots of peas.  We punched little holes in our dining room window screen and blew beans at their house next door.  The lawn along side was as white as can be from beans.  Mrs Brann told my Dad when he came home from work and he made me start picking up all the beans and if he found one bean, I was getting a whipping.  I worked the rest of the day and had a whole bag full.  I waited until it got dark to tell my Dad I got them all, because it was too dark for him to inspect.  Maybe he would forget it" He didn't and the next evening, he found alot of beans under Brann's Camelia bushes....and he beat the crap out of me."  As one who truly looked like "old" Bobby because I was, I can verify his story to be accurate.  Bob went on...."I really like Philip Oller on the corner across the street.  He is alot of fun and we drip bottles with candle wax in his garage.  His Grandparents live in the part of the house on the end...its the biggest house in this area....spans two lots.  I don't care for his Grand father,  he is weird.  He has a 50 Ford and he likes to run a little rubber hose from the motor to inside where he sits and races his motor.  He dips the end of this hose in a can and alot of white smoke comes out the back.  He also likes to grab the spark plug wires and you can see electricity jumping between his fingers.  He has huge balls...when he is in his shorts and stoops down to work on his Rose Garden, they hang out of his shorts.  When people get old, do their balls get big?"   I had to put my hand over my mouth to hide my laughing.  "Yes, when you reach puberty, both your testicles and penis begins to grow..and you get hair down there.  Doesn't your your Father talk to you about this?"  (he never did)  Bob replied "Why does everbody pawn me off on my Father about this?   I fear I have cancer,  little curly hairs are starting to grown down there.  Hair belongs on your head, not around my dick."  I showed my Mom and she, too, told me to talk about it with my Father.  Hell, his disease is worse than mine, he has a forest down there and his dick looks like a bird peeking out of a bush"  I couldn't help it, I was doubled over in laughter..I had forgotten all of that, but it was true.  I gave Bob a hug and told him he was a great guy, but I was tired and wanted to go to bed.  He jumped up and thanked me for talking to him....and then he was gone with a whoosh.  (to be continued)