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investigating the disappearance of eight children back in 1930s as well as the sighting of an alien space craft and the arrival of a baby from nowhere but instead we’re here ordering milk shakes. I just don’t get it and I guess I feel as if we’re wasting time.” Bobby wondered if David was taking this as seriously as she was. Right at that moment the man came around to the other side of the counter to give them the milkshakes.
    â€œYou know you shouldn’t be going around talking about all of that,” he whispered to the children, leaning over the bench and looking about to make sure no one else was listening. Bobby felt the presence of others at that moment and was quite sure she had seen many beings all around her and out of the corners of both of her eyes — but when she looked around, she realised that they were alone with the man in the store. She may have only seen them for a flash of a second but she was quite sure they were the same creatures she had seen in the attic in that dream. They both listened to what the man had to say. “I wouldn’t go around talking about that subject unless you were hoping to stir up some trouble. Folks around here don’t like people to talk about everything that happened back then.”
    â€œYes, we’ve noticed that,” David said.
    â€œSo where would we go if we wanted to get more information about all of that?” Bobby asked, ignoring the warning he had just given them. Something told her that this man could help her.
    â€œWell, just between you and me and if anyone asks you, you didn’t hear it from me, okay? That old man out there,” he pointed to where the homeless man was sitting outside, “he has a firsthand, or now let me think, I suppose it’s really a secondhand account of everything that happened on that night back in 1930 and it’s all very interesting I might add.”
    David had no intention of making conversation with a homeless man. “Well thank you very much for your help,” he said politely.
    â€œYes, thank you,” said Bobby and without looking at David walked straight out of store to where the man was sitting.
    â€œExcuse me,” she said quite loudly, as he appeared to be in quite a deep slumber. “I’m sorry to disturb you but I heard you might be able to tell me more about the night of the alien ship sighting back in 1930.”
    â€œWot’s dat yer sayin’?” came the answer in a hiss.
    â€œI said I’m sorry to have disturbed you but …”
    â€œNah, nah, don’ be sorry, now lass,” he insisted, rousing himself “‘ey, it looks like yor in da right place at da right time acause me ol’ Da, God bless ‘im, Samuel Rankin, jus’ ‘appened to be de ol’ geezer ‘o saw dat alien spacecraft. You can mark my words, missy; dat is no word of a lie. ‘E was da one dat paper interviewed, like.” He looked up at Bobby and she was able to see him properly at last. Even though he was toothless and smelt of a vile mixture of whiskey and filth she had a feeling she should listen to what he had to say. David appeared at her side and announced he was going home.
    â€œHang on, David,” she said and pulled at his arm, “we’d love to hear the story, if that’s okay,” she said to the old man and hoped to herself that she wouldn’t regret this.
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    â€œOr right den,” said the old man but then he began to cough and splutter as if there was a fur ball stuck in his throat. “Aw, would ya look a’ dat? Me ‘ealth isn’ wot it used to be, dats for sure.”
    â€œYou don’t say,” said David sarcastically, but the old man seemed oblivious of him.
    â€œJus’ when I goes ta tell me dory, me blasted t’roat goes an’ closes right up on me, like. Ya jus’ wouldn’ read ‘bout it would ya now?”
    â€œCan I get you a drink?