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Show 17. she had him sit on the bed in front of the heater and pulled a blanket up to wrap around him. "Thanks," JD smiled, looking especially pale by the overhead light, "I hate to bother you people." "Bother?" she said in a stout voice. "Nonsense! Clarence and I haven't had this much excitement in years!" Neither have we, Stephanie* thought. Ignoring JD, Ruth shed her jacket and wrapped herself in an old chenille robe. Her flannel pajamas still showed here and there, but it didn't seem to bother her. Clarence joined them in the camper after checking around outside and quickly peeled off his coat. "Clarence Morris," he put out a big rough hand to JD. "I'm sure glad we found you. This young lady was just about beside herself." JD tried to stand, but Mr. Morris gently pushed him back to the side of the bed. "Did you . . . uh . . . did you folks see anything?" JD asked, still obviously shaken, as Clarence slid in behind the table. "Nah. We were asleep. Then we heard all this racket--" Ruth gave her husband a sharp look, heaping big spoons of coffee into a pot, "Without which you wouldn't have moved," she interrupted, "He sleeps like the dead!" "Well, she got us up anyway," Clarence went on, "What happened? Your sister said you saw one of them flying saucers." JD moved his hand over his face. "God," he looked around the camper as if searching for some way to explain it all. "I don't know how to tell you. Stephanie woke me up and this red light was all over everything . . . wasn't it?" he turned to his sister for confirmation. "I thought it was the end of the world," she admitted sheepishly. "It was bright as day," JD went on. "Then we saw this big thing, like a ball . . . a luminescent ball, sort of, just hanging over the power lines," "I could see different colored lights on it later," Stephanie broke in, "Then it landed in the clearing without making a sound," JD said, "It just kind of floated in." |