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Show 71. graduate? What was he planning to go into? She was nice and much more attractive than her husband who looked like a prune. JD wondered if doctors aged faster than other people. Before long, the inevitable happened. Tom Gordon turned the conversation to JD and the UFO sighting. "I read a note about your adventure in the Casper Star, JD. Yours is getting to be a household name around these parts." "I hope not!" JD protested. "You don't like being in the lime light?" Tom laughed, like he'd been in the center of things forever and knew all about it. "Not me," JD shook his head, already feeling sticky. "You know, that piece in the Times was very well written. If you're going into journalism, like Gayle says, you've got all the natural equipment for it." "Thanks," JD managed. "He wrote a very impressive editorial on human rights for the school paper," Gayle smiled prettily at Tom. "It was a Pulitzer Prize winner!" "Yeah? How about that?" Tom turned to Charlie Evans and gestured with his pipe. "They oughta give a Student Pulitzer, hadn't they? I think I'll suggest that next time the committee's in session." Mrs. Evans laughed. "JD," it was the doctor's turn. "I was talking with Mrs. Eagleton and she said you'd been having some terrific headaches since that night at the Gorge." "They're gone now. For good, I hope." "Do you think they were associated with seeing what you did?" "They must have been. I never have headaches normally." "I'd like to hear about that scorched circle on the ground," Charlie Evans said as he put another log on the fire. "Do you mind describing it for Tom here? He was saying that would be a mighty convincing calling card. Fact is, we'd all like to see that." JD felt the adrenalin flow. Somewhere in the back of his mind the "proceed with caution" placard moved into place. He wasn't sure what direction the conversation would take. "Well, Stephanie and I paced it off. The diameter was about thirty |