a stuffed white kitty and laid her in the middle of a huge red sandstone rock.
The woman had held out the palms of her hands toward the sky with a glowing blue marble in each and chanted something . Elle had seen the blue orbs come together above her and turn into one. The only thing Elle could remember was when the pretty woman turned toward her and said, “You’re special. Sleep now my child.” Then the blue light came back down and went inside the kitty. Elle felt safe and had immediately fallen asleep.
She had kept the stuffed animal all these years . It was sitting on her bookshelf at home. And when things got tough she would hold the kitty and somehow feel better. It was her only connection to her past. She sighed. No matter how hard she tried, that was all she could remember.
Even today, the townsfolk snickered behind her back, calling her an alien freak . Sometimes she thought they might be right. She stared through the window, consumed with emptiness deep inside. Looking out the window, she could feel the tug of the stars. Why did they call me Starseed? What do they want with me? Am I one of them, from somewhere out there?
Chapter Five
The next morning Elle walked into the gas station with Sara looking for Bruce . She needed to check on her car. “You wouldn't have believed Dad and Rose last night. They practically forced Kole down my throat.”
“ You know, I have a good feeling about Kole. Because of your abilities, we know we can trust him.” Sara grinned. “I can see why your dad and Rose did that. Kole's cute, and you haven't dated anyone for a while. They want you to get out and have some fun.”
“ You always take Dad’s side.” Elle swallowed her animosity, not wanting to argue with Sara.
“ I don't. He's being logical, like me.” Sara held the door open for Elle.
“ Ha, you, logical. That'll be the day.” They were both laughing when they entered the station.
“ Hey, Bruce, are you here?” Elle called out to the empty room.
“ Out here. In the garage. Come on back,” Bruce shouted.
Two legs stuck out from under an older automobile . Elle leaned over and peered under the car. “I thought I'd better check and see when you'll have my car ready.”
“ Hang on a minute. I'll have to look at the books to see when that last part is getting in.” He grunted. “Just have to tighten down a couple of bolts.”
“ Okay, it’s not a big deal, we'll be out front,” Elle said. “Take your time.”
“ Make yourself comfortable, I’ll be right there,” Bruce shouted from under the car as they walked to the waiting area.
“ Excuse me, do you work here?” A short guy wearing wire rimmed glasses stood at the counter when they went into the reception area. “I'm here to pick up my oil.”
“ No, I don't, but the owner will be right out.” Elle smiled at the stranger.
Bruce came out of the back , wiping his greasy hands on an old red towel. “Hi, there, Bill, sorry, I didn't hear you come in. I was tightening up a brake line.” He tossed the towel into a bin as he came through the open doorway. “Your oil is boxed up out front on those flats and here in the reception area if you want to have your men load it up. I’ll be there to help soon as I take care of Elle.”
“ Sure, I'll get Benny and the guys started with the flats,” he said and went outside motioning to two men in a large white cargo van.
“ Goodness, all that oil is for one person?” Elle stared out the window at the huge stacks, noting the two men loading the truck were the ones who had caused Herman so much grief at the diner the other day.
Sara casually picked up one of the cans reading the label . “I thought you were going to have some kind of big sale,” she said to Bruce.
“ Nope, that's for the High Mountain Array,” he said and grinned. “They go through that much every month.”
“ Wow, that's a lot.” Elle glanced at the oil then turned to Bruce.
The woman had held out the palms of her hands toward the sky with a glowing blue marble in each and chanted something . Elle had seen the blue orbs come together above her and turn into one. The only thing Elle could remember was when the pretty woman turned toward her and said, “You’re special. Sleep now my child.” Then the blue light came back down and went inside the kitty. Elle felt safe and had immediately fallen asleep.
She had kept the stuffed animal all these years . It was sitting on her bookshelf at home. And when things got tough she would hold the kitty and somehow feel better. It was her only connection to her past. She sighed. No matter how hard she tried, that was all she could remember.
Even today, the townsfolk snickered behind her back, calling her an alien freak . Sometimes she thought they might be right. She stared through the window, consumed with emptiness deep inside. Looking out the window, she could feel the tug of the stars. Why did they call me Starseed? What do they want with me? Am I one of them, from somewhere out there?
Chapter Five
The next morning Elle walked into the gas station with Sara looking for Bruce . She needed to check on her car. “You wouldn't have believed Dad and Rose last night. They practically forced Kole down my throat.”
“ You know, I have a good feeling about Kole. Because of your abilities, we know we can trust him.” Sara grinned. “I can see why your dad and Rose did that. Kole's cute, and you haven't dated anyone for a while. They want you to get out and have some fun.”
“ You always take Dad’s side.” Elle swallowed her animosity, not wanting to argue with Sara.
“ I don't. He's being logical, like me.” Sara held the door open for Elle.
“ Ha, you, logical. That'll be the day.” They were both laughing when they entered the station.
“ Hey, Bruce, are you here?” Elle called out to the empty room.
“ Out here. In the garage. Come on back,” Bruce shouted.
Two legs stuck out from under an older automobile . Elle leaned over and peered under the car. “I thought I'd better check and see when you'll have my car ready.”
“ Hang on a minute. I'll have to look at the books to see when that last part is getting in.” He grunted. “Just have to tighten down a couple of bolts.”
“ Okay, it’s not a big deal, we'll be out front,” Elle said. “Take your time.”
“ Make yourself comfortable, I’ll be right there,” Bruce shouted from under the car as they walked to the waiting area.
“ Excuse me, do you work here?” A short guy wearing wire rimmed glasses stood at the counter when they went into the reception area. “I'm here to pick up my oil.”
“ No, I don't, but the owner will be right out.” Elle smiled at the stranger.
Bruce came out of the back , wiping his greasy hands on an old red towel. “Hi, there, Bill, sorry, I didn't hear you come in. I was tightening up a brake line.” He tossed the towel into a bin as he came through the open doorway. “Your oil is boxed up out front on those flats and here in the reception area if you want to have your men load it up. I’ll be there to help soon as I take care of Elle.”
“ Sure, I'll get Benny and the guys started with the flats,” he said and went outside motioning to two men in a large white cargo van.
“ Goodness, all that oil is for one person?” Elle stared out the window at the huge stacks, noting the two men loading the truck were the ones who had caused Herman so much grief at the diner the other day.
Sara casually picked up one of the cans reading the label . “I thought you were going to have some kind of big sale,” she said to Bruce.
“ Nope, that's for the High Mountain Array,” he said and grinned. “They go through that much every month.”
“ Wow, that's a lot.” Elle glanced at the oil then turned to Bruce.
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