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My neighbor Barbara Castlebridge believes in omens and signs no one else sees and if you are unlucky and bump into her in Lee’s Grocery she will stop you and tell you about mysterious vegetables that herbs that cure cancer or warn you that the end of the world as we know will happen this year because the great Mayan civilization calendar ends on 12-12-12. She chats about urban legend and pseudu scientific discovery as if they were true. She believes the city of Atlantis lays beneath the Bermuda triangle and that Earth has been visited by others, mysterious others, from another planet. My teenage son Jasper usually sniggers when Barbara launches into one of her monologues when we’re at Lee’s Grocery trying to figure out what we’re going to have for dinner or breakfast. Last week he abandon me in the cereal aisle while I was reading the nutrition label on a box of Captain Crunch. He escaped while Barbara was still talking and I was still trying to read. But not today. Jasper stood close beside me and listened.
“You saw them didn’t you?” Barbara said. I could see the whites of Barbara’s eyes grow big and I wondered if she had thyroid problems like Marty Feldman.
“Yah, I saw ‘em—the vapor trails,” Jasper said, “and they weren’t from a jet from the base. They were different.”
Barbara moved in closer and whispered, “They’re here. I know it. I can feel it. Can’t you?”
Jasper nodded in agreement. “Yes, Mrs. Castlebridge they are here.”