lit up, and I rushed to Lalo. I stopped the video and had him follow me into my bedroom. I told him to stay the same way I did when I went outside. Then I closed the door.
What if my time with Lalo was already over? What if the FBI or some secret government alien organization already knew I had him? I couldn’t let them take him away from me. He was like a child. He wouldn’t understand. They could do horrible things to him. He would never see daylight or have the opportunity to go back to his home again.
I took a deep breath and remembered what it was like to act normal. I opened the door. To my relief, it was Kallen.
“Hey Kallen,” I said. “Why are you ...?”
Kallen was tall, strong, and determined to come into my house that morning.
“I just wanted to check to make sure you are alright,” he said.
“I’m fine, why?”
After glancing around the inside of my house for the twentieth time he said, “Something happened last night. Something woke me out of my sleep, and when I went outside, there was nothing. I was about to go back home when I saw this.”
Kallen held up a piece of the meteorite wrapped in a clear bag. I sucked in a breath.
“Amazing,” I muttered.
“I know you had to hear or see something Marli,” he said.
I shook my head. “No, I went to sleep much earlier yesterday.”
“Because you’re sick.”
I scrunched up my face. How did he know?
“You know Dr. Stevenson called and told me right?” Kallen said. But I just got off the phone with him. “If it wasn’t him, someone else would have told me. I find out everything.”
“Well, yes it’s true. I woke up feeling horrible today.”
“That’s it! What if the meteorite affected you? This was on your yard Marli.”
“It was?”
“Yes. You need to go to the doctor,” Kallen said.
“No, I—”
“What if ... what if something is happening to you because of this? What if it can kill you?”
“Looks like a meteorite Kallen. Out of all of the others that fell, why would this one have magical powers? And wouldn’t you feel bad too? You are holding it.”
Kallen let the meteorite drop back into another, darker bag. “Marli,” Kallen said and put his hand on my shoulder. “I’ll come and check on you at lunch.”
“I’ll call you, alright?” I said.
He nodded. “And I’ll have Dr. Telason come by.”
“No Kallen.”
“She’s my cousin. She’ll come. Don’t worry.”
“Okay, Okay,” I said, putting my hand up. “I’ll go. I’ll go see Dr. Telason.”
“Great! You ready to go now?”
“Kallen, don’t you have to go into work? It is the second week of the month. And this is the one day you actually go somewhere. Don’t you think they’ll take away your work from home position?”
“I told them I’ll be a little late,” he said. “Besides, you’re still new. You don’t know the area that much. I’ll take you.”
“Give me a few minutes,” I said.
“Okay.” Kallen took one last peek into my house. “You usually let me come in,” he said.
“I’m usually not sick. I’ll call you when I’m ready.”
Kallen reluctantly left, going back to his house. He must have been the one to see me picking up the rock that morning. He could have seen Lalo the night before.
Kallen was overall a good guy. I could trust him with most things, personal things. But he was so enthusiastic with new findings of alien existence that by the end of the day, everyone always knew what happened. And he was close with my boss, the tall and athletic Dr. Stevenson, who could not only take Lalo down, but make one call and have the Environmental Protection Agency and a few top astronomers, among others, at my house within 24 hours. With that much power, getting the FBI to arrive should be easy.
I closed the door, and Lalo came out of the back room to sit down and continue watching videos. How did he
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